I am a bomb of energy, my mom says and my dad admits! what does it mean? Just because I prefer to stay awake all day and run in my walker or crawl around the house, they call me so!
Believe me! there are so many things to explore, I don't have extra time to sleep during the day. And I do sleep well at night now, though if I could I wouldn't. But it seems impossible to use all the time we have efficiently!
Today I am 9 months and 2 days old.... young... and I am trying to learn doing something new to highlight my 9 months age. Actually this month I have decided to stand up. Now I can do that with the help of something that I can grab and It is really pleasant to look around in standing position. So I don't loose any chance to try and get up. Whether it is my bed side, or my mom's legs or the table or cushions or..... That's really fun.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
My dears! Something is going wrong with my blog!
The new pictures are not shown!!!!
You have to wait till the blogger gets well! I think seeing the pictures it has gone depressed too! And decided not to work!
See you soon!
Hair Cut
Sometimes when the life gets boring, or you feel sad and depressed, it is good to make a change in your look!
Yesterday I did it!
Maman Shoori and Khaleh Shokoofeh left us yesterday and I really miss them. Home suddenly got so silent and depressing. No talks, no laughs, no hugs, no kisses, no plays..... Poor mom, she tried to compensate for all, but nobody can replace the other! Each person has her or his own way of loving and for me anybody has her or his own value and fun.
Anyway! I tried to behave like a gentleman and don't make mom more depressed, as I understood that she was no less than me missing them! But inside I felt the gap and emptiness.
Daddy understood this well! So in the evening, while my mom went to her french class, daddy took me to a real men's and boy's hair dresser. It was my first real haircut experience! At the beginning I liked the environment and the little eyed barber, so i sat gently where they showed me and they started doing something with my head! but after a few minutes it got too long and I needed to move and play, but they wanted to keep me there by force. imagine the rest!
Anyway! after a few minutes I looked up in the mirror and sow a new boy there! Who was it? what happend to my old me? He looked more like a boy, and actually a naughty boy! Am I this?
Here are my pictures before and after the haircut and when mommy came home finding me in the new look! but she recognized me and hugged me and pressed me so much that i decided the
And this is me after the cut!
How do I look? What do you think?
Now I feel a little bit better!
Yesterday I did it!
Maman Shoori and Khaleh Shokoofeh left us yesterday and I really miss them. Home suddenly got so silent and depressing. No talks, no laughs, no hugs, no kisses, no plays..... Poor mom, she tried to compensate for all, but nobody can replace the other! Each person has her or his own way of loving and for me anybody has her or his own value and fun.
Anyway! I tried to behave like a gentleman and don't make mom more depressed, as I understood that she was no less than me missing them! But inside I felt the gap and emptiness.
Daddy understood this well! So in the evening, while my mom went to her french class, daddy took me to a real men's and boy's hair dresser. It was my first real haircut experience! At the beginning I liked the environment and the little eyed barber, so i sat gently where they showed me and they started doing something with my head! but after a few minutes it got too long and I needed to move and play, but they wanted to keep me there by force. imagine the rest!
Anyway! after a few minutes I looked up in the mirror and sow a new boy there! Who was it? what happend to my old me? He looked more like a boy, and actually a naughty boy! Am I this?
Here are my pictures before and after the haircut and when mommy came home finding me in the new look! but she recognized me and hugged me and pressed me so much that i decided the
new look suits me well!
This is me before going!
And this is me after the cut!
And this is when my mom found me in my new look!
How do I look? What do you think?
Maybe I'd better hide my head under a cap like the soldiers do!
Now I feel a little bit better!
But I still miss them so much!
You know! I wad really used to be with maman Shoori and Khaleh Shokkofeh all the time and we had lots of fun together.
Do you want to see some pictures?
Here are some memories of the old nice days!
MISS THEM SO MUCH!
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Too busy!
I am reaaly busy these days! I have my maman shoori and Khaleh Shokoofeh to play with me, take me out and out and out and again out!
You know what? I am bored with home and I'd love to go out all the time. Now I know every corner of this apartement and there in not any where new to explore. Even I know all the people in here and would like to see new faces, hear new voices and play with new people!
And as they don't understand my language i have to scream a lot!
Then as soon as everybody gets ready to go out I get silent and happy. I don't know how again the next time that i scream they all ask me what is wrong with me and why I scream????? They really can't understand the simple fact that i need to go out and their home and their plays have become boring to me?
To be honest, Maman Shoori understands me better. Sometimes when all the others are too lazy to move, she takes me out in my stroller or holds me and takes me where ever I want. That's why I adore her and rather be with her all the time.
In the morning since I open my eyes I wait to see her and jump to her arms. there is really safe and goes as i wish!
Other news!
I love bread. That's really delicious and fun to my teeth and lounge! specially the iranian bread Sangak, is my favorite. Khaleh Shokkofeh brought me some, but though I didn't have much it seems to be finished! Now they give me Barbari! that's not bad but i prefer the rubber sangak!
She has also brought me Sweet lemon and that is my other favorite snack. Mom cuts it into 4 pieces and I along with all my cloths and chair and every where around me, eat it and enjoy the mess! It is funny! such a delicious fruit is found only in Iran!!!
Actually I think oranges are as delicios, but mom doesn't give me! What are allergies by the way? a good excuse not to give me lots of things!
By the way my dears! I never forget you! and as soon as i find minutes to come to my blog i write my story. Just understand me! I can't do that when I am out and I'd like to be out all the time!
You know what? I am bored with home and I'd love to go out all the time. Now I know every corner of this apartement and there in not any where new to explore. Even I know all the people in here and would like to see new faces, hear new voices and play with new people!
And as they don't understand my language i have to scream a lot!
Then as soon as everybody gets ready to go out I get silent and happy. I don't know how again the next time that i scream they all ask me what is wrong with me and why I scream????? They really can't understand the simple fact that i need to go out and their home and their plays have become boring to me?
To be honest, Maman Shoori understands me better. Sometimes when all the others are too lazy to move, she takes me out in my stroller or holds me and takes me where ever I want. That's why I adore her and rather be with her all the time.
In the morning since I open my eyes I wait to see her and jump to her arms. there is really safe and goes as i wish!
Other news!
I love bread. That's really delicious and fun to my teeth and lounge! specially the iranian bread Sangak, is my favorite. Khaleh Shokkofeh brought me some, but though I didn't have much it seems to be finished! Now they give me Barbari! that's not bad but i prefer the rubber sangak!
She has also brought me Sweet lemon and that is my other favorite snack. Mom cuts it into 4 pieces and I along with all my cloths and chair and every where around me, eat it and enjoy the mess! It is funny! such a delicious fruit is found only in Iran!!!
Actually I think oranges are as delicios, but mom doesn't give me! What are allergies by the way? a good excuse not to give me lots of things!
By the way my dears! I never forget you! and as soon as i find minutes to come to my blog i write my story. Just understand me! I can't do that when I am out and I'd like to be out all the time!
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