Hi, My name is Siya and I am a three-year-old “typhoon” toddler. Since I am on my summer vacations these days, I thought why not share my day with you. I told my mother to write down what I do all day long without any amendments. Hope you all can relate to the tough life that I lead.
9:30 am – I wake up at around this time. In fact, I can wake up whenever I like because I am the boss of the house. And I have strictly mentioned that nobody should even attempt to wake me up before this else they will be responsible for the consequences.
10:30 am – After half an hour of cuddling with my pillow after I wake up and demanding that the lights be switched off once again, my mother finally manages to convince me to brush my teeth so that I could kill the insects in my mouth from last night’s pastry treat.
10:45 am – My mother takes approximately 15 minutes to clean my teeth. There is also a lot of action in between like stories about the dentist, splashing water on the bathroom mirror, wondering how can I spit the toothpaste foam on the tap, and throwing tantrums about not washing my face. After I have brushed, I insist that I keep wearing the night suit as I really like the shark print on it. It takes another 10 minutes or so. But choices have to be made and I really can’t help it!
11:00 am to 12:00 pm – I step out of my room (OK, my parent’s room) and go and wish my grandpa Good morning. I can’t really understand these rituals of adults but have to follow them anyway. I like to spend my morning time in my grandpa’s room as it is there where all my toys are. I order him to switch on the TV so that I could watch my favorite cartoons. While he does
Doing some household work!
that, I begin to shuffle my toy cupboard in order to find my favorite toys. Meanwhile, my mother asks our cook to give me some snacks to start my mornings with. I always prefer chips but it seldom gets approved. So, I have to make do with bread and butter or besan chilla or Slurrpfarm millet dosa.
For the next one hour, I am with my grandpa, playing with my toys and eating with the television playing in the background. I keep checking on my parents in between just to make sure that they are reminded of my presence in the house and not get used to the silence.
12:00 to 12:30 pm – My mother gives me a bath which I absolutely enjoy. It takes half an hour for the whole thing to get finished. So, after the bath, I feel so clean that my energy level boosts up and I am ready to take on the house again! But my mom insists that I have my lunch first which is either vegetable dalia with paneer or roti with lady-finger vegetable (I love this) or roti with pumpkin vegetable or khichdi with curd. So, I hurriedly finish my lunch while watching rhymes and head over to my play zone again which everyone says is my grandpa’s room, but I believe he just sleeps in my play area.
12:30 – 2:00 pm – This is the time when I raid my toy cupboard and play to my heart’s content. My cook cum babysitter is often a part of this. We do all sorts of things together like painting, making blocks, reading books,jumping on the bed, making a tunnel out of my play mat, cooking pizza in my kitchen, insisting that grandpa sits outside the room etc.
2:00 – 2:30 pm – I eat something again because I have recently quit my bottle and formula milk which I loved. I am still in the rehabilitation phase because it takes a lot to be de-addicted from such an old habit. My mom is
trying her level best to make me drink a new kind of milk from a glass, but I really don’t think it is worth all the efforts. How can a cow produce something which came in a box earlier? I fail to understand this and am not going to drink anything which I doubt. Self-defense you see!
2:30 to 3:00 pm – I read my story books with my mom as I am tired by all the running and jumping. I love reading books and know most of the words in my books by now. Though I enjoy this time with my mom I think this is also her strategy to make me feel sleepy.
3:00 – 5:30 pm – This is my nap time and I sleep with my grandpa in the afternoon. My mom loves this time because she finally gets time to do her own stuff most of which I don’t understand. Before sleeping, I make my grandpa tell me at least three different variants of the same story. Most of these stories have the neighborhood boy (whom I absolutely hate) in the negative character with me saving the world and most importantly, my chocolates from him.
5:30 – 6:30 pm – I wake up at around this time and demand to see my mom immediately. This is in order to be sure that she has not left the house without me. The next one hour is spent with my mom where I also get to eat some chips and banana and talk about how are we going to trouble daddy when he comes back home from the office.
6:30 – 7:30 pm – I head to the park with my babysitter. There I enjoy the slides the most and have demanded that I get one at home too. I do not like talking to a lot of people so most of the time it is me and my didi. This is my favorite time of the day. My mom again gets some me-time of which there is no mention in my dictionary.
7:30 – 9:00 pm – I come back home and my mom changes my clothes after giving me a mini-bath. She says I am always full of mud and sand when I come from the park, but I don’t mind that. In fact, I love playing with the mud and building sand castles. Now, I eat my evening snacks which are two boiled eggs and watch some rhymes on YouTube or color my books or stick sticker son my mom’s face.
After all this, I head to my play area again and shuffle some more toys. Then, it is time for my daddy to be home and I get very excited on seeing him (or the pastries).
9:00 to 10:30 pm – The adults eat while I jump around the house or smear rice on my face or spill daal on the mat or demand that I am given chilled water to drink. In short, my main aim is to make their dinner time miserable. I also eat my own dinner in between all this.
10:30 to 11:30 pm – I am pushed inside the room, changed into my night-clothes and forced to lie down on the bed. But I give full company to my parents in their conversations and order daddy to tell me Peppa Pig stories. My mom seems to be quite happy that I am giving her a break and eating Daddy’s head instead. I don’t know how but I think the adults play some trick and make me sleep in the middle of the storytelling sessions.
So, this is how I am spending my vacations. My routine when my school starts is quite different and will share that with you soon. Bye!!
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A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A THREE-YEAR-OLD! Hi, My name is Siya and I am a three-year-old "typhoon" toddler. Since I am on my summer vacations these days, I thought why not share my day with you.
