My Little Putti

My colleague P asked me do you jot down your putti's events anywhere.

I have not kept any record of it till date, but would like to do it now. Thanks P for your suggestion.


My little one is 13 months old. I still remember the first time I held her in my hands, tiny little fingers, twinkling eyes, small feet and black thick hair a blissful moment. Time just passed by and every moment with her is just beautiful.

She has developed her own taste for food. She just likes Chapati, grapes and anything from our plates especially spicy ones! Gone are the days when she used to love Cerelac, Oats etc

Some days she waves me Goodbye with a cute smile and somedays she just stares with her eyes filled. Worst are those days when she cries when I am leaving to office. Her welcome smile when I reach home after work makes me happy and energetic to run behind and feed her dinner.


Will be jotting down more interesting stories about my “putti” as we move on...