Category: Memories

Bobbleheads, solar dancers and the kind…


In the midst of “monkeys jumping on the bed, kittens losing their mittens and the wheels on the bus going round and round”, there is one thing that keeps me sane, other than my baby girl smiling of course, and that is the innumerable bobbleheads/solar dancers that are dancing on my patio stand. I love them. No wonder I run to the Dollar Tree once they come out with the new collection. Currently, I have around 20 of them. Different characters, all dancing merrily in the sun, or even on a cold windy day.

Every day when my baby is having her morning nap, I love sitting on the sofa, looking at them nodding their heads merrily, slowly going tkk-tkk. There is some sort of peace in watching them move. Probably, it is the rhythm, or the precision of every bobble. A lot of people turn their heads to see the dancers, while they are walking the dog, or going for a walk, or a jog. I have seen quite a number of people smile looking at them. Our Fedex delivery lady loves them. She says so herself every time she drops a package.

I add on to the collection every now and then, much to my husband’s displeasure. He hates the Dollar Tree and he hates my bobbleheads, though the first bobblehead I bought, the valentine devil, adores his otherwise messy cubicle. This was last year, when I didn’t know a little devil of our own was on her way. I am addicted to them and have passed on the same thing to my mother in law. Why else would she take these back to India? ūüėõ

As I write this post, I see my baby girl playing on her gym mat and my adorable dancers dancing away to glory to the tunes of the sun in sunny SanDiego. Sure, life is messy, but these bobbleheads teach us that we still can dance all day long.



5 baby etiquette rules!



Babies have high standards when it comes to etiquette. They are an epitome of righteousness, surpassing all levels of mannerism with an A+. If there was anyone who could teach someone manners, that would be a baby. Yes, the same baby that is currently drooling all over your shirt, or farting in your face, or rubbing her poop all over her diaper. They do the right things, with utmost respect for fellow human beings (read parents or others). Below are 5 etiquette rules that you can learn from a baby, or not :





Rule #1: Whenever you see someone for the first time, cry loudly so that they think you hate them and want them to go away. For an added value, you can always kick your arms and legs.

*My baby doesn’t do this yet, atleast not with strangers. I didn’t say anything about the rule regarding parents, did I? Sigh!

Rule #2: Once you know that the person carrying you has no intentions of squishing you into a stressball, you can relax and drool all over them. It is your way of showing them that you trust them enough to leak your bodily fluids on their neatly pressed shirt. The cherry on the cake would be if you have just had milk, and spit up on them, reminding them of the time they spent with you till they wash the shirt.

Rule #3: You can show them your million dollar toothless smile and when they are mildly distracted praising your cuteness, you can gently, without their notice, put their finger or fingers into your mouth and bite them hard with the same mouth that was a minute ago producing the million dollar smile.

Rule #4: For people with whom you interact everyday, you can squeal excitedly into their ears so loudly that they instantly become deaf, before they know what hit them.

Rule #5: The best gesture is to poop in your diapers right when they carry you, so that the smell emanates right into their nostrils, making them remember you for a lifetime!

*After all this, if you feel like pulling your hair, don’t worry, just find a baby. She will do that for you, with a wide grin on her face.¬†


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