In his world, today was a very very good day. He woke up next to his dada. Happily pulling and climbing on top of the BH and waking him up at 5.45. Yesterday he had woken up suddenly from his sleep shouting ' Dada', ' Chotu'. (p.s. Chotu is my sister's nickname). Guess he was missing his dad. The day got even better with his dada taking him to the terrace to see the birds. It was nice and sad to see him clinging to the BH the whole morning. When the BH is away, Mowgli never shows that he misses his dad. Doesnt ask about him, doesnt search for him. In fact behaves as if everything is normal. It is only when he comes back and you see Mowgli's happiness that you realize that he had indeed missed his dada a lot.
The day was full of surprises. At 8 am his velliamma and unni thettayi arrived. The two boys have a 2 yr age gap; Mowgli just loves playing with unni. True, unni is much more calmer and sensitive and less of a rowdy than yours truly; still they get on well. Sharing books and toys happens sometimes, lots of hugs and kisses by Mowgli and unni running away from all this show of affection, the kiss slowly turning into a bite, unni crying, Mowgli trying to look innocent, both of them running madly around the house, unni telling Mowgli a story, snatching toys from each other... An almost 4 year old and an almost 2 year old.
After all this fun when it was time to go the daycare his face became sad and downcast.
'Mowgli, shall we go the day care?"
"Noooooooooooooo"
Absolutely no interest. He did not want his bag/shoes/nothing.
Drooping face. Totally sad expression. Half hearted mind.
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