We went to a party today. My neighbors daughters first birthday party. I had not invited them for Ashus birthday though! Me bad! Since we were bored anyway, bought quite an expensive gift because of the guilt and went to the Venue. The invite said 6.30 and we were there at 6.45 pm. The hosts came 5 minutes after us! Ashu had loads of fun running around the hall decorated with balloons. Then the guests started arriving and there were lots of kids so Ashu mingled! My mom and I were getting really hungry and impatient as we thought we can be home at least by 8.30 pm, the time Ashu goes to sleep usually. But the cake was cut only at 8.15 and dinner was served at 8.30. My mom and I took turns and ate and then another neighbor of mine said she ll give us a lift home. But there was an unexpected delay - Ashu would nt leave. She did nt want to come home. She said NO when I asked her to come with me. This was new. She stood on the stage and was picking those colorful thermocol balls from the floor and arranging them on a table with another little girl. I gave her a few minutes but madam was nt budging. I pleaded her(I beg you Ashu!), demander her(Ashu! NOW!), bribed her(I ll read you the ABC book how many ever times you want after we go home!), lied to her(We ll go home, drink milk and come back here.) but nothing worked. So I picked her up and walked out. She was crying the whole time. Then while we were standing on the sidewalk waiting for the car, she climbed the stairs and went back inside the hotel and was trying to open the door of the party hall. I picked her up again, sang some songs to soothe her and bundled her inside the car. Thankfully she was alright in a few minutes as there was another little girl with us in the car. But she had a long face when we entered home. She drank her milk and went to sleep even before I finished saying Good night. May be it was the sleep + hunger which made her cranky. I don't know. While changing her diaper, I told her I ll take her to a party everyday or throw one for her everyday if I can help it. She gave me a look. I don't know what it meant. I sure wish I can give her everything she wants but there will always be occasions when I will make her unhappy. I just hope there are nt too many of them. For this reason, I wish she grows up fast. At least to understand that when we leave some place, it is to go home. However boring it is, its still our home.
7 comments:
Thatz so cute..
boring as it may be it is "home"- SO TRUE.
i think when they become teens it will be difficult to get them come to any party with the adults...
ah! the home thing
i bet once she is a little grown, all she would ever want to do, would be to unwind at home....
:)
more like the "Akkarai pachai"
she spends a lot of time at home..so she loves the single opportunity to go out...
like this kid next door, who was all enthu about going to school, six months down the line, it was real hard to get her to school after a weekend, she began to like being at home..
:)
awww..poor Ashu and poor Boo!
altho...it might be interesting to hear the party girl side of the story...care to write about it, dear Ashu? :)
Boo your lil Ashu is showing all traits of being a party-girl :)
same story when u go to any store.. they don't want to leave.. Everytime we say "its time to go", A ask us "where are we going next?" if we are going to some place, he is fine but if we say "home" he doesn't want to leave.. he wants to play more.. Its embarrassing leaving the place with one of them shouting on top of his/her lungs....
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