The Threes begin!!!

Happy Birthday Mowgli boy :-)

Time does fly, isnt it. Three years before this time, I was still in the hospital starving and scared and sick of the whole thing. I just wanted you to come out and finish this pregnancy business!!! Who would have thought that you would grow up to be this cute boy ? (P.s.Cute is a very relative term and something which I think we will use sparingly and your grandparents will find it inadequate to describe you and people who see you for the first time will gasp in shock if they hear Cute associated with you!)

You have grown up to be a very very naughty boy! A nice kind of naughtiness but.
You love to hug and kiss other people especially children and there have been many instances where the other kid has pushed you away and said "No. Enough!"
You have to hear at least three stories every night and most days you give us the list of the animals that need to be in the story. Like the other day , you wanted a story about the "kubcow". It took us some time to figure out that you meant a "calf"!!!
Cocoa is now your friend and ally. You have been heard threatening random people with the phrase " Cocoa will come and bite you!" You are yet to realize that your big bad doggie is a pure softie and will happily go with all your enemies if they would just pat her!
And you are a riot at times like when you tried to give a Hi-Five to the priest who did your vidyarambam.. The poor man didnt understand and we converted it to a hand shake. Or the time when you dismantled the almost broken lift handle and brought it home without me seeing and when asked for an explanation told me " Mowgli repait cheyan konduvanatha!(I'm going to repair it). Your dada was unaware of this and screamed at the security guards about how the handle was missing from the lift door! Or the time when we were on the terrace and you were kicking a ball and suddenly stopped and told me " mama, clap cheyu. waka waka paadu. Mowgli fooball kalikuva!" ( Mama, clap your hand and sing Waka Waka. I'm playing football!)
You are just waiting to be a big boy to get that guitar and set of drums. I'm also waiting...with dread though!!!
We are friends most of the days though we fight every single minute.You are your dada's pet. The limits are more relaxed there and you take full advantage of that. You like music and one day on seeing a random cd asked me if it was "moyt chofan". Well,it was not Mohit Chauhan, but you did make my day.. hehehhehe.
So today as on all other days I pray for your wellbeing, that God will take care of you always, help you decide between right and wrong and be with you always.
We, tho are a constant!!!
Cheers!
Mama

P.S. you have gone to your daycare very excited about your 'Lion Cake' and how You and Dhruva and Rehaan will finish it all off!