Stealing words

I'm playing Tamil songs on the computer and busting my moves

Sempi: Appa why does this song keep saying 'poop'.

Me: Haha. It's not saying 'Poop', it's saying 'poo'. I guess that's not any better. In Tamil 'Poo' means flower. They're singing about a flower.

Sempi: 'Poo' means flower? 

Me: Yeah. But to be fair we had that word a long time before English. English stole it from us. 

Sempi: How do you steal words? 

Me: Ok. I was just kidding. Tamil people heard the sound 'poo' and decided it's such a beautiful sound, we'll use it to mean flower. English people heard the same sound and figured it's a fitting word for excrement.

Sempi: What's excrement? 

Me: Sigh...


Dancing with the dorks

Early Wednesday morning. I'm entertaining both Sempi and Vian. I start to play some music (Tamil songs) and decided to dance. Sempi reaches for his ear muffs and Vian starts to bounce to the music. 

I have the sudden realization that both the kids are doomed to be dorks if they're learning dance moves from me. Naturally, I start dancing harder. 

Facts about a 9 month old

These facts are based on a sample size of one 9 month old.

  • 9-month-olds can eat 3 whole grapes before they get bored of it.
  • 9-month-olds can go from smiling to crying in 5 seconds flat. I've also managed to reverse this reaction in 5 seconds. Once!
  • 9-month-olds have no sense of personal hygiene. If you try to kiss them on their cheeks, they can turn their head at the last second and slobber all over your mouth.
  • If you give them an avocado to eat, make sure to wash their hair afterward. Avocado leaks out of their hair and all over their face.
  • 9-month-olds are dramatic. They are emotionally moved when you pluck them out of their mother's hand. They cry out in joy for saving them. With tears flowing down their chubby cheeks.
  • 9-month-olds are thrill seekers. Even though they can't walk to save their lives, they will try to launch themselves down the stairs or climb up tables.


Classical music geeks

I'm a bit of a classical string instruments nerd. I can't pay any instrument but I listen to classical music a lot.

Sempi and I like to name our trucks. Sempi goes for the classics like Mary Anne and Mike Mulligan. I usually go for Jacquline Du Pre, Yoyo Ma and Stradivarius. 

Me: So Yoyo Ma is driving the Stradivarius (the dump truck) and Jacquline Du Pre is digging the dirt with Guarneri (the excavator).

Sempi: Appa, Mike Mulligan and Mary Anne are driving up the hill and coming to the construction site.

Me: Paganini (the steam roller) is flattening the road. Perlman and Heifetz are pouring the concrete. 

Sempi starts struggling with the names at this point.

Sempi: What should we name our back hoe. 

Me: How about Beethoven? 

Sempi: Ok, we'll call it Beethoven Backhoei. But we'll use Backhoei for short. What do you think? 

Me: Nice try buddy, we're calling our backhoe, Beethoven.


My hope is that by the time he starts taking Cello lessons, he's already used to the names of big wigs.

Conversations about an 8 month old

Vian is starting to pull himself up. He stood up and tried to grab everything in his reach. 

Me: We shouldn't keep the water cup here. Vian might grab it.

Yoshi: We just have to keep an eye on him. You might think he has tiny T-Rex hands, but nooo. He's more like an octopus with tentacles.


Nostalgic Programming

For some unknown reason, I looked up GWBasic today and downloaded an emulator. GWBasic was the first programming language that I learned. I have fond memories of that language. I love the fact that I could switch to a graphics mode and start drawing circles and squares. 

After about 30 minutes of fumbling around, my muscle memory kicked in and I started to write a simple program to draw some shapes on the screen. I asked Sempi to sit with me and help me with the drawing. He wanted me to draw a truck, so I decided to give it a shot. 

He lost interest midway when I started looking up various commands in the programming manual, but I stuck with it. 

Here's the creation in all it's glory. 

Needless to say, I had a lot of fun. 

Broccoli and Carrot

A few weeks back while eating at a restaurant Sempi wanted me to tell him a story. I noticed he wasn't eating his vegetables, so I made up a story about these animals that lived in the forest and how they discovered Broccoli. When they ate broccoli they became strong and could lift heavy things. Then came carrots which made them fast. Somehow this worked and he polished off every broccoli and carrot in the plate. 

Recently we were playing with a hole punch and he was having difficulty piercing through some strong pieces of paper. So I helped him out and punched holes. He asked me if I've been eating broccoli. I said yes and told him that I'm going to eat all the broccoli in the house. Visibly disturbed by that he protested "But appa, I want some broccoli, can you please give me some broccoli next time?".

I'm supposed to feel bad for manipulating him into eating vegetables, but I have no regrets.

I want a baby

Sempi had this conversation with Yoshi yesterday. 

Sempi: Amma, when can I have a baby?

Yoshi: Well, you have to study hard. Finish your pre-school, then your elementary school, middle school and then high-school. Go to college, well that part is optional. Get a job, meet someone, fall in love and then you can have a baby. Most importantly you have to be at least 18 years old.

Sempi: Man, I'm never gonna have a baby.

Yoshi: Why do you want to have a baby? 

Sempi: So I can fiddle with my own baby monitor.

Previously, Yoshi had told him not to play with Vian's baby monitor and this is his solution. :)

My little helper

Sempi loves Vian. Vian thinks Sempi is the coolest guy ever. When Vian is crying and I've tried every trick in my book, I call Sempi for help. Sempi starts doing something funny (sing a song in gibberish or jump up and down on a mattress), immediately Vian starts laughing (not just a smile but a wholehearted laughter). Vian thinks Sempi is hilarious and Sempi loves to entertain Vian. It works out great for me. :)