Sunday - 2

Sundays are way too special for me, the Sundays where we get to spend time together- just the two of us. This Sunday was no different. Very interestingly, there is no single thing that stands out of our Sunday activities- every one of them is so special.

We started off with our meditation in the morning (You gently encouraging me to meditation with a, "Amma, did you meditate today? Why are you expressing anger?", whenever I lose my balance). You ate the pancake as you watched Nick Jr, and then goofed up around the house, while I cooked your lunch.

We went on our Swimming trip- today, you made a full lap across the swimming pool without any support. Your master showed you swimming on your back - boy, with what ease you did that?! After the class, you taught me the back swimming, and when I did it wrong the first time, you corrected me - ' Amma, don't wave your hands this way, wave them anticlock wise'. And I learnt it from you, with you. Then, we played chasing the swimming caps across the swimming pool, you winning every single time of it. On the way back, we eyed the mangoes- the ones dada had admonished against a couple of weeks ago. With the help of an elderly thatha, we brought back one home.

Your lunch began with the cheese biscuits and the 50-50's we had taken for a aftersnack to the swimming pool, and finished with your favorite yam fries. The expressions you made - twitching the eyebrows, the perfect dents in the eyebrows that formed with them, while we planned your icecream - I'd take those expressions for life. Your admiration for the icecream - I would let you devour on all the icecream we have for those cuteness. All my attempts to make you sleep in vain, after we watched the Telugu movie - 'A, Aa' . Our unending talks around the movie, about toys et al.

And then, we walked over to the library - your means of saying no are a lesson to learn - you listen to the person, without indulging yourself, and without retorting - that, my boy, is a sign of maturity. Towards the end, when the kids were asked to draw a farm in the rain, you drew the lovely scene. A farmhouse, with a tree and some shrubs. A bird living on the tree (As an afterthought, a frog too), a snake chasing for the bird, and an eagle eyeing for the snake.  You also added, "The eagle would fly faster than the snake slithering, and in no time would get hold of the snake. The bird and frog will be safe". I am mighty proud of all the details that went into this drawing.

As we returned, you asked for playing at the playground. When I reasoned that you were tired, and haven't slept in the afternoon, you didn't protest, and followed me, despite your friends having some fun at the playground. We returned home to some chips, paniyaram, and went to bed with a chapter of Charlotte's web.

I wish all my days are filled with this kind of bonding moments between the two of us. How I miss our togetherness!