Monday, June 29, 2009
On a side note, I can't help but recall last year's berry picking outing when Kabu was just three months old. See how tiny he was? This time he made up for the berries he couldn't taste last year :-)
Friday, June 26, 2009
The biggest challenge of the trip was finding vegetarian food for us. Thankfully, we had already forseen the problem and had practically carried our kitchen with us. I took a little electric hot plate to cook food on, a pressure cooker, a hand blender and some raw material to make kabu's khichdi, oatmeal etc. We found a local supermarket from where I could get fruits and vegetables to make Kabu's food. I didn't have so much patience when it came to our own meals, so we usually just heated the frozen parathas that we had carried with us. On a couple of occasions we found a vegetarian or Indian restaurant and treated ourselves to a full meal!
So all in all, we were able to cope with the food issue well, though not without any glitches. On this trip, Kabu became overly fond of popcorn (or bubkun, as he calls it) and asked for it constantly when we were out sightseeing. Since I hadn't anticipated his sudden love for bubkun, we ran out of all that we had pretty quickly. So I had no choice but to look for popcorn in a Japanese store. We found it, but we couldn't read the label on the pack. Since Kabir is allergic to dairy (and egg and nuts), I was afraid that the popcorn would contain butter. In any case, we tried it and decided that it didn't have any buttery taste and so Kabu was back to enjoying his bubkun. On our last day there, we met with some friends who could read Japanese. I asked them to read the label, just to reassure myself that there was no dairy in the popcorn. It turned out that we were right - there was no dairy in it afterall. But oh, there were prawns and octopus in the oil and the flavoring! Can you believe that?! Who would want octopus in their popcorn??! My friends joke that atleast we now know that Kabir is not allergic to octopus...oh well.
I've already posted all the pictures on Picasa and Facebook, so in this blog I'm only posting some of my favorite pics of Kabir from the trip. You are welcome to see more on Picasa.
Playing in the hotel lobby
Getting dressed to go out
On the rooftop of Kyoto Station Building
Japanese ladies loved him - they would give him gifts and candies and photographed him
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
In any case, the other day I wanted to count the number of words he speaks. So I made a list. This only includes words he uses in a meaningful way, not counting words he merely repeats after us. Here they are in no particular order:
- No or no-no (his favorite word; spoken with a frequency of at least once in 2 minutes)
- Book (or Booksh)
- chooch (shoes)
- cooker (for pressure cooker - his favorite toy)
- phone (he perfected this word over a period of time. Started as "kun", then became "vun" and finally a perfect "phone")
- papa (spoken regularly and with utmost love and affection. More like a musical phapppphaaaaa)
- mamma (spoken very rarely after a lot of pestering by me)
- tata (accompanied with hand waving)
- foot (points to his foot)
- eyej (points to his eyes)
- noje (points to his nose)
- bubble ( loves soap bubbles)
- ball (another favorite word as seen in the last blog posting)
- hat (points to his head)
- apple (all fruits except banana are referred to as apple. This is interesting because apple is the only fruit he doesn't like)
- bono or bonana or bonanana (he's confused about how many 'na's there are in banana)
- bhau (barking sound used to describe all animals - dogs, cats, tigers, even birds and ants)
- kutta (supposed to be "good job"; spoken at most inappropriate times like when asked to fold his hands in namaste to greet our friends' parents)
- bubkun (popcorn - his latest craze in food)
- aiplin (for airplane - accompanied by hand pointing up in the air)
- boomboomba (used when he wants us to read his favorite Dr. Seuss book - theres a line in it -"boom boom boom, Mr. Brown is a wonder")
- dudu (for milk)
- chhee or chhi-chhee (for anything he considers dirty)
- fooo-fooo (for anything that is hot)
- chuk-chuk (train)
Of these words there are some that are so loved that he says them even in his sleep and/or first thing after waking up in the morning. These are: no-no, cooker, phone, dudu, bubkun and papa. Papa ofcourse is very proud that he's right up there with phone, cooker and bubkun. But I think its just because "papa" also means "byebye" in Hungarian. I know...sour grapes :-( I'm so upset he doesn't say mamma very much. And to add insult to injury, whenever I ask him to say "mamma", he says "papaaa" instead. So unfair!
I will keep adding to this list as I remember more words.