Nischal now likes throwing the ball. And to encourage him, ppl around him do an appreciative 'aawww' each time.
Now he's found a Vicks bottle which he throws, and then rolls both his hands saying 'aaaawww'
He also tried waking up his sleeping brother - by first talking to him, then trying to put his forefinger on his nostril, and then just patting him and talking to him for a while.
He also went upto mom, and got dad scolded by pulling her hair while trying to chat her up (" If you can't put him to sleep, just tell me.. instead of waking me up so PAINFULLY!!") .
The last (so far ) was to bang his head at various locations on the side of the bed. His head finally succeeded in finding a hard spot. And the bawling started.
Now he's back in the cradle.. with dad hoping this might be the last round of 'in the cradle-out the cradle' game.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
The pincer grip
Not just rejoicing in his previous success, Nischal added yet another kiss-evading maneuver that turned out be the most effective.
Dad had to stop kissing his son - mouth ulcers. But it took him a while to realize he was the victim of Nischal's latest weapon.
Puzzled ?
The dad was, too - for weeks. Here's the skinny:
When dad tried to reach him with puckered lips, he'd put out his hand and grab hold of his lower lip. And then use his little pincer grip to the hilt.
Initially dad was all in praise of his dad - about Nischal's cute little fingers, holding on to things, how he grips, cutie pie, yada yada yada. The next day, he couldn't open his pie hole to even scream in pain.
The little nicks Nischal presented him with had bloomed. On the bright side, dad lost a couple of pounds - not being really able to eat anything without yelping about it.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Flipping, crawling, etc.
Nischal's dad has been busy doing a lot of useless things other than updating the blog.
Nischal flipped around 4.5 months, and since has been threatening to crawl or sit up.
His mom & grandma have debates about whether he's going to sit first, or crawl first.
After flipping, his first task as General Nischal was to get the big picture. So, he spent a few days circling on his tummy. Then he started doing pushups. The pushups vary in style and intensity. He has followed this next with various yoga poses that his grandma knows all names of.
He has started crawling.. but barely. For a while, while the " I'm going to sit now " act was on, he'd raise his one leg up like a dog about to pee - and the crowd at home would go wild. Then he half sat on one butt, and decided not to continue - too much adulation.
He has figured out that the bed has a different surface from the floor. On the bed, his locomotion is achieved by a series of pushups and slamming his face down on the bed to move forward.
On the floor, this movement has a disadvantage in that his head gets banged up a bit. There, he prefers to slowly move his legs, alternatively rock, and in most cases just bawl until somebody brings him that damn toy.
Its in this arena his intellectual development exceeds his motor skills. He's figured whom to smile at, bawl at, or just abuse incessantly - to get what he wants.
His mom occasionally worries :
"His brother stood up at 7.5 months .. "
"This guy isn't even sitting at 7 months .."
"The donkey next door was braying at 3 months .. " etc.
Nischal continues unfazed, with his yogic postures and pushups.
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