Like most kids in India go to their grandparents during their vacation, my grandparents took a vacation to come and see me. Dada Dadi came from Muscat to play with me for 5 days, & Nana Nani came from Dubai to Bangalore, so that they can be close to me.
When Dada Dadi came home I surprised them by not only recognizing them but also addressing them by calling out Dada Dadi & also addressing fui as 'Habibi!' (darling).
I then showed off my toy collection:
My car which goes broom vroom...
The cycle, on which we go ba ba...
My meeio, which I hug and feed.
The collections of balls and my jumping and sleeping in them.
How I play bat ball and hit a 4 at all connects.
Apart from this, I love receiving new toys, rarely does one of them become part of my loved collection, rest are played with for an hour, discarded, broken & thrown...During my trip to Bangalore, I was a nice boy in the flight but I missed fui's generous service, which I had received during my earlier flight from Muscat to Mumbai.
With Nana Nani we celebrated Mom's 30th birthday and had a blast. I had my first chocolate experience and I just could not get over it.
During one of the outdoor visits I happened to bang into a glass wall, so later Nani taught me to check if there is glass wall/door before I run fast into it. So then when even I would go out to the balcony I would first stick out my hand, take one small step at a time, keep saying 'glass... glass...' and walk towards it. If no glass I would run into the balcony, and then while coming back in the room, I would first stick out my hand, take one small step at a time, keep saying 'glass... glass...' and walk towards it.
I miss you all. Dada... Dadi... Nana... Nani.... Where are you???
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