Its been a while since I have blogged...a disconcerting indicator how uneventful my life has become. Oddly unsettling as it may seem, there has however been a certain imp, who has been keeping my weekends busy and my camera going berserk. So here is a post dedicated to my nephew, Niku.... the things about you little fella, that make me wonder...

...how when you flash that wide grin, your eyes become little slits...you could give those cute Chinese babies a run for their money.

...the zeal with which you gobble up beans and peas...I doubt if your Mommy will ever have to yell at you to "Eat your veggies!!"

...how when your upset, your baby lips form into the perfect downward droop...the 'sad smiley' look...makes me melt.

...your queer obsession of throwing potatoes and onions all over the kitchen floor. How many times have we caught you with your grubby little hands in the potato basket...heck didn't your momma once catch you chewing on one of the red onions???!!!

…that tune you hum when I give you a ride on my back…its like I'm carrying around baby Mozart

...the relish with which you pop rubbish into your mouth... at least spare the dead insects!!!

…how you prance about on your toes, flailing your arms around…what a clumsy little Peter Pan you'd make.

…how you hide behind the curtains and think nobody can see you…I hate to burst your bubble but the little feet peeking out from the bottom give you away each time

…the uncanny resemblance to 'Calvin and Hobbes' when you walk around dragging that oversized, stuffed tiger.

…how any creature with eyes and a nose is 'bow bow' to you…you've really been offending the cats by calling them that.

…that merry look on your face when you see your four little teeth in the mirror…it's quite a sight to see you flaunt your ivories.

…how that tuft of hair on the back of your head is perpetually longer than the rest of your hair, no matter how often your dad trims it.

I could go on with this list, but it's the weekend and I gotta go visit the little chap…coz the thing about him that I love the most is the look of glee on his chubby face when he sees me.