Benched by Shubham.

Today morning I returned from the bank, and turned inside crossing the entrance to the car-park. Shubham rambled along.
There are two benches there placed opposite to each other, beside the walk-way.
Shubham suddenly turned and climbed the bench, and sat there. And told me 'Teeee bassa', implying 'Sit, and on that bench there, not this one'. Then we just sat there for the next ten minutes. People came and passed by, minutes came and passed by. And we just sat there. Shubham looked around and admired the plants, and searched around for the 'fullu' or flowers. I indicated to him I we should go home now, but he clearly said 'naahi' (which he can say quite firmly now :-) ) . And we sat for somemore time.
What was revealing to me that it is possible to spend time with Shubham without doing the high-energy running around or playing, and screaming part. Just sit down in front of each other. A nice and quiet moment to share.

Comments

Unknown said…
Thats wonderful.. We hope to get to that phase too :) Currently its all running around
July 29, 2009 at 3:54 PM
ishmi said…
So cuute of him to say 'naahi'! :-) visited your blog after a long time...you've evolved from being writer-writer to being a dad writer! :) Your son is super cute!
August 29, 2009 at 6:03 AM
Unknown said…
Welcome to parenting!You can have many more such wonderful moments if you choose not to go only by your routine!We really grow up in such moments.
August 30, 2009 at 11:01 PM
Shilpa said…
Looking forward to further posts
October 2, 2009 at 11:08 AM
PREETI said…
its great tht u have captured and put into words these amazing parenting experinces......
September 7, 2011 at 9:20 PM
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