Reveda: Sunday Is A Fun Day

WHERE ARE WE?

Is that what you are wondering? Don't worry you are safe with me.....in "my" den- aka blog. I know you have another question brewing in your mind.........Who is this "my"????
I am sorry I should have told you first...My name is Reveda- I am a grand daughter, daughter, niece, sister....and a friend too!
This blog is my own space. Here, you will get to read about my day to day activities- activities that will remind you of your own childhood, motherhood, fatherhood so on and so forth... Expectant mothers will get a peek-a-boo into what they can expect few months down the line. People who don't fall in any of the above categories can take a flight back into their own childhood to find that they were no different than me. I guarantee you a fun reading.
Not to mention, your advice and comments are welcome.
And, let me answer you before you ask another question- I am blogging on words lent by my father; narrative is purely mine as I create situations for him to write. Want to know more about me Press here

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Sunday Is A Fun Day

As the title suggests, Sunday is truly a fun day- to get up late is my idea of fun. I would wake up only when my father's friend-Naresh uncle comes to meet me. And with his visit would my money kitty go up by another Rs 100. Time for the daily massage and bath- I am beginning to enjoy my massage and bath now especially because I get to enjoy the winter sun right afterwards.. Smart Kid! Huuhh. I would wear my light green top jacket and head to the waiting sun as soon as I am done- obviously helped by my father; I know how to make him move his butt off that bed. I would then sleep for at least 3 hours at stretch. In the evening my father would go to market and bring me few balloons and a swing. If I look back and analyse- I would say that Sunday was all about resting. Here are some pictures taken today...

Right after my bath-

Another one-

My father got me balloons-
One More-

And a swing as well-