Yep, its often called so when kids are two years of age, terrible two!!!
Simply because may be they are very very naughty and cranky to manage.
So was I to my dad.......hehehehehehe
I dont myself remember this, but i remember my dad quite often said me this....
My dad is a person who loves family, so with almost about 20-25 people my dad along with mother and others left to a local theatre to watch a movie.
So for example if the seat number starts from 1-25 my dad is sitting on the seat number 1 and my mom at the other end i.e., seat number 25.
Quite obvious it always so happens that mothers carry the kids most of the time, likewise i was in the arms of my mother, ah.....now you know about me... am a daddy's girl. Hence, it seems that i kept on crying, crying and crying, so sad of my mother she has tried all the tricks to calm the child, and also bribe em with some eatables, nope, nothing has worked out hahahaha......i was very naughty indeed.
Since the child kept on crying now they kept on passing from one person to the next person so that someone would lullaby me to sleep or do something to keep me quite, all failed, ah...... and at last here i come jumping into my fathers arms. Yeap passed on from one corner of the row to another. The child now automatically stopped crying. Everyone where astonished and also may be grumbled within, what a naught kid didnt keep quite untill she reaches her dad.
Happy to be with dad .....Hurray...!!!
Now that was not the age where kids normally speak fluently so i was conveying to my dad with gestures pointing to the door which showed little bit of light now and then when the screen was flying as the wind blew slowly.
Da....Da.... pointing towards the outdoor....repeated again
Da.....Da.... again pointing towards the same door.
By now, my dad understood that i didnt like staying inside the dark room and so he took me outside into the outerspace where i could see moving vehicles, dad thought that now i may keep quite tried to enter the theatre there again i started crying ....hinting him that lets stand here not go inside.
Ah... now my dad understood my trick and he came out stood there untill i watch all the moving vehicles. Holding in his arms, little bit of anger on me dad hit one fattttt on my bum ...... there now i started crying and making all faces to please my dad.
As soon as my dad saw me crying, he tried the whole world to calm me down, pampering me a lot infact a little more than usual and diverting my concentration by showing some vehicles....Ah anuthay see that.....Ah see this....isnt that great.... With little eyes looking everywhere, the baby smiled again...Dad was also happy that i wanted only him and only him nobody else.
This was one good part when i was terrible two for my dad which he always cherished and so did i......wondering that at very early age i wanted and humbled to be with my dad and only dad.
Simply because may be they are very very naughty and cranky to manage.
So was I to my dad.......hehehehehehe
I dont myself remember this, but i remember my dad quite often said me this....
My dad is a person who loves family, so with almost about 20-25 people my dad along with mother and others left to a local theatre to watch a movie.
So for example if the seat number starts from 1-25 my dad is sitting on the seat number 1 and my mom at the other end i.e., seat number 25.
Quite obvious it always so happens that mothers carry the kids most of the time, likewise i was in the arms of my mother, ah.....now you know about me... am a daddy's girl. Hence, it seems that i kept on crying, crying and crying, so sad of my mother she has tried all the tricks to calm the child, and also bribe em with some eatables, nope, nothing has worked out hahahaha......i was very naughty indeed.
Since the child kept on crying now they kept on passing from one person to the next person so that someone would lullaby me to sleep or do something to keep me quite, all failed, ah...... and at last here i come jumping into my fathers arms. Yeap passed on from one corner of the row to another. The child now automatically stopped crying. Everyone where astonished and also may be grumbled within, what a naught kid didnt keep quite untill she reaches her dad.
Happy to be with dad .....Hurray...!!!
Now that was not the age where kids normally speak fluently so i was conveying to my dad with gestures pointing to the door which showed little bit of light now and then when the screen was flying as the wind blew slowly.
Da....Da.... pointing towards the outdoor....repeated again
Da.....Da.... again pointing towards the same door.
By now, my dad understood that i didnt like staying inside the dark room and so he took me outside into the outerspace where i could see moving vehicles, dad thought that now i may keep quite tried to enter the theatre there again i started crying ....hinting him that lets stand here not go inside.
Ah... now my dad understood my trick and he came out stood there untill i watch all the moving vehicles. Holding in his arms, little bit of anger on me dad hit one fattttt on my bum ...... there now i started crying and making all faces to please my dad.
As soon as my dad saw me crying, he tried the whole world to calm me down, pampering me a lot infact a little more than usual and diverting my concentration by showing some vehicles....Ah anuthay see that.....Ah see this....isnt that great.... With little eyes looking everywhere, the baby smiled again...Dad was also happy that i wanted only him and only him nobody else.
This was one good part when i was terrible two for my dad which he always cherished and so did i......wondering that at very early age i wanted and humbled to be with my dad and only dad.
