Ending a sabbatical!!

I told mom this look is perhaps the only one which can help her get away with her disappearing act. Can't believe she did this in spite of all the interesting blog fodder I provide day in and day out!It was time I took matters into my own hands and hence this post. Some more time and we had to declare an official mourning for this blog. But why worry when Ina is here folks!I will get her out of her cave dwelling existence and get her back to the bloggy land in no time now:)

So what have we been doing while officially denying ourselves the pleasure of being a part of all your wonderful blogs. Let's see..first there was that big trip followed by my new daycare which by the way is Awe-Some and then there was that mad dash to India citing my great grand pop's demise which prompted mom to go into this hibernation for a while. Hey,there was also my b'day which she totally missed to post about in her mopping state. But she made up for it by gifting me my very first cool looking three wheeler bike which I refuse to peddle but command the lesser mortals around me to push (trust me ,they can use all the exercise I can give them and more). I now also give them the pleasure of performing the ever entertaining potty duties once in a while so as to not deny them those exhilarating euphoric moments of their dull lives. After all being a born entertainer and a diva I can't let anyone down can I?

So here we are surely back again speaking from another heap of snow. Where is the spring that damn groundhog predicted??Too much snow has been befuddling brains of people I tell you.

All that shovelling and driving through snow has been affecting my dad's brain too. I present this scenario supporting this theory and let you folks decide for yourself!

PC Man aka dad comes to pick me up from daycare one fine evening instead of mom and gets greeted by our Miss sweetie pie the ever smiling shushing teacher.

Miss SP: Hi Mr. PC Man,Ina had a good day today and here's her art work and yes she did have her BM today afternoon as well.

Dad:*scratches his head wondering what sort of dish BM really is..and not wanting to appear like one of those foolish clueless parents on tv decided to pretend he knows it ,mentally deducing it like any other engineer, M surely=Meal hence BM= Some Barley/bread Meal? Bingo! and opens his mouth with that concerned smile* So did she enjoy the BM?

Miss SP:*looking totally puzzled by the question* Huh?well.. I guess so

Dad: *pleased with himself* Good. How much would you say she had this BM?was it a good quantity? (makes a mental note to tell wifey fuzzy about this new dish Ina seems to fancy so much)

Miss SP: *with narrowed eyes and taken aback by this line of questioning of the BM,thinks she has never met a parent who was so enthusiastically curious about BM* I would errr....say the usual amount.

Dad: *Now smiling broadly and ready to take his proud BM accomplished daughter's hand*Well,that's good. It's hard to get her to eat anything at home too. She must have really liked this BM.

Miss SP: *Bulb suddenly burns brightly in her head* hahahhahaahhhhaaa... *doubling with laughter now realizing the confusion* (holding her aching stomach and laughing she informs) It's BM=Bowel movement,poop would perhaps be the term to be precise.

Dad:*turning beet red with embarrassment and muttering to himself why they couldn't just say poop* I'm sooo sorry. I don't know why I thought it as something else (runs away from the place avoiding any one's eyes as fast as he can dragging an appalled me in tow)

It goes without saying what my mom Fuzzy's reaction was to this right?She had a field day with this one and gave him such a hard time laughing her head off for this whole week. One thing I know my dad will never forget one word anymore.He has however declared us outcasts for going ahead and posting this on the blog. Now,how could we deny you such a juicy fodder?Afterall it's all fair in the name of blog and war,what do you say??:)

Anyway it feels great to be back folks and I'll get mom to fly out to all your spaces soon and say a big HI!!!Hope all's well on your end.

I'm off to break a leg and shake the place down to the tune of The Ark's crazy song. Don't ask me what it means,all I can say is it will make you happy. Go ahead give it a listen.