Waka waka

Dear Son

Day before yesterday night, i downloaded the football world cup song by Shakira, waka waka this time for Africa , for your father.....and little did i know the effect it would have on you.

Before this, the TV did not interest you. In fact it still doesn't. You are a computer guy. You will switch off the CPU while I'm looking at the screen. You fight with me to get hold of the keyboard, and the mouse. you keep switching the printer on/off....for the sound it makes...and you will touch anywhere you see light.

As usual, you were troubling us to take you out (it was 11:45 pm) for a drive, so i decided to show you waka waka...and to my surprise, you sat absolutely still watching the video (that was a first). As soon as it finished, you wanted it to be played again, and that was just the beginning....you made us play it at least 25 times. finally, you were hungry and wanted to have milk, but you did not put it in your mouth until i placed the feeder on the screen pretending that Shakira is having it too.

It became impossible to pull you away from the computer and i had to literally drag you away, and you kept crying. Even Charlie was not exciting enough this time.

Now when we say waka waka, you make the twinkle twinkle hands....
Sunny boy, you are getting very choosy, and demanding.

Love
Nidhi