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Expressions of a 2 year old!

Not just any two year old. I am talking about my son. A couple of months back, he hardly spoke a few coherent words and now he sings all his favourite rhymes and even says "Nee paadadhey ma" when i sing it for him. He now knows how to express himself very vocally. He does not cry too much to express his desires. He quietly walks up to Ummachi photo, folds his hands in utmost reverence and says "Ummachi, chocolate kodu". Now which ummachi can refuse the demands of such an adorable toddler?

When i get back from work, he hugs me, touches me and says, "Good boy amma". That is his way of telling me he is happy to see me. That is my reward for getting back home.

He stopped breast feeding on his own and now almost sleeps through the night. I say almost, because he wakes up once in a while to check if his amma is next to him. If he finds me missing, he starts crying, even if i am just peacefully in sleep 2 inches away from him.

I know all this need for amma to be around him will change as he grows up. He has already grown up quite a lot for a 2 year old. He understands that he will be frisked out of the room and the door will shut because Amma has a meeting. However, he would not allow amma to go take a leak. I cannot understand that logic :)

He adores both sets of grandparents. I am grateful every day that he has them around him and they can both shower him with all the love he can possibly ever imagine.

It is not easy raising a child, but living with my in-laws is a blessing. It is not always easy for all of us to get along. We are all very diverse individuals , separated by 3 or 4 decades. But we all adjust and appreciate the presence of the others in our lives. We would all be incomplete without the other. That is the beauty of a family. My parents and brother are in the same city and having them be a part of my child's growing years is more than what i could have ever asked for.

Every day my son shows a new form of expressing his emotions. From fake crying to talking non-stop to attract attention. Asking "Idhu Enna" or "What is this" a million times and still expecting a patient response. A2 year old is more than a handful. He has 2 weeks off from school now. He leaves us all wondering how to handle him and his energy. Sigh! :) 

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