<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:25:09.834-08:00</updated><category term='naughty'/><category term='medicines'/><category term='childhood'/><category term='motherhood'/><category term='vinay dhiman'/><category term='month'/><category term='marry'/><category term='nursery'/><category term='apple'/><category term='playschool'/><category term='small'/><category term='chappatis'/><category term='excuse'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='maggie'/><category term='guava'/><category term='memories of childhood'/><category term='grow'/><category term='beautiful'/><category term='angel'/><category term='admission'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='family'/><category term='mimickry'/><category term='girl'/><category term='kittu'/><category term='mother'/><category term='kittu&apos;s summer vacations'/><category term='chiky'/><category term='3 years'/><category term='rice'/><category term='bedroom'/><category term='thumb'/><category term='bharat bandh'/><category term='teachers'/><category term='mumma'/><category term='father'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='princess'/><category term='kittu dhiman'/><category term='ritakriti'/><category term='pingu'/><category term='scolds'/><category term='music'/><category term='dry fruits'/><category term='i love your kittu'/><category term='school'/><category term='lovely'/><category term='journey'/><category term='wonderful'/><category term='graduation day'/><category term='small baby'/><category term='life'/><category term='school going kids'/><category term='sanskriti'/><category term='pratham'/><category term='daughter-in-law'/><category term='sweet girl'/><category term='rita dhiman'/><category term='kittu sab janti hai'/><category term='summer vacations'/><category term='mohanlala'/><category term='kinder garten'/><category term='cold'/><category term='leave'/><category term='vinay'/><category term='baby'/><category term='possess'/><category term='sucks'/><category term='play'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='busy'/><category term='sohanlal'/><category term='colors'/><category term='sanskriti dhiman'/><category term='dal'/><category term='fear'/><category term='kittu graduation day'/><category term='rita'/><category term='love'/><category term='health'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>MyKittu</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-678128552235645753</id><published>2011-03-06T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T04:03:34.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu graduation day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation day'/><title type='text'>My kittu promoted to first standard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq4MlGml5VI/TXN3-_POstI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1wOQMQ5N1oI/s1600/kittu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580936287253082834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq4MlGml5VI/TXN3-_POstI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1wOQMQ5N1oI/s320/kittu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi All.. I want to share this with you all.. My sweet little angel has got promoted to first standard... she has been my darling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am posting her graduation day photo here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-678128552235645753?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/678128552235645753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=678128552235645753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/678128552235645753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/678128552235645753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-kittu-promoted-to-first-standard.html' title='My kittu promoted to first standard'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dq4MlGml5VI/TXN3-_POstI/AAAAAAAAAIw/1wOQMQ5N1oI/s72-c/kittu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-6028087615383276656</id><published>2010-07-10T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T00:18:19.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu&apos;s summer vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bharat bandh'/><title type='text'>End of summer vacations for Kittu</title><content type='html'>This week kittu's summer vacations have ended and she has started going to school again. She enjoyed her vacations fully playing with toys, watching carttons and scolding her brother :)))She is prooving a very good elder sister and a guide to him. She does not let him do anything wrong and does not let him eat any thing which he should not .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she is going to school. Today is saturday but she has gone to school as this time her school was off on monday in lieu of "Bharat Bandh" due to which the school is open today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best...and jaldi aoo beta ghar as I have off today but feeling bored without you....love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-6028087615383276656?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/6028087615383276656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=6028087615383276656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/6028087615383276656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/6028087615383276656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2010/07/end-of-summer-vacations-for-kittu.html' title='End of summer vacations for Kittu'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-7296251591870591115</id><published>2010-05-12T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T18:30:00.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittu has got brother!!</title><content type='html'>Hey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am writing this blog after a long time so I forgot to mention that Kittu has got a baby brother. Yes this is true. She has become an elder sister of a baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby is not 7 months old and eighth has started. He was born on 27th September.....2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kittu used to come and meet the baby while his stay in the hospital. I love my both kids. Though kittu is older not but she will always remain my first born baby who called me "Mumma" first time. The baby has got so many names from all the family members, relatives and friends. His father has kept "SAMAY" while kittu says "Arjun". Lets see what others says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any interesting or nice name then please do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanx,!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep on posting on both the kids here as do not want to create another blog for the baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-7296251591870591115?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/7296251591870591115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=7296251591870591115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/7296251591870591115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/7296251591870591115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2010/05/kittu-has-got-brother.html' title='Kittu has got brother!!'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-2167086091504518037</id><published>2009-08-12T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T07:42:07.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories of childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rita dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school going kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti'/><title type='text'>my child has started liking her school</title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since I hae written any blog. I am not getting enough time for doing so. Actually daily kittu has to be given ready and get her ready for the school by 7'o clock. As she leaves home around 7:15 and wait for her school bus along with his father. Then I get myself ready for the office and then in the evening I reach back to home after 7 and then get busy with kittu. I get exhausested in the whole process. But now today I have decided to write something on kittu on her blog. Kittu has got finally set up with her school friends. Initially she lost her bands and belt in the school. Now she takes care of her belongings. She has made many friends like Dhruv, Navya, Lakshya etc. She says her teacher calls her gudiya(doll). She studies well and revises her lesson at home also. Touch wood she is always ready to learn something new. Whenever I ask her something about her then she tells so eagerly about each and everything. She is too much talkative as when no body is with her then also speaks with herself, she talks as the kids are sitting in front of her. She behaves like a teacher and considers false students sitting nearby her.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever kittu goes outside then she gets herself ready and wears clean and new clothes. She loves coloring, makes her own designs and fill them with colors. She prefers cutting papers and then color and paste them. She is my sweetheart. She sometimes behaves very stubbornly and does not listen anybody as noone else scolds her also. This is because she is adorable to everyone and they all are dotting on her. But I donot give her so much importance as if she is doing anything wrong then I beat her up also. I do not give her that much libety/. May be due to this she listens and afraids of me also.&lt;br /&gt;Kittu is an apple of my eyes. I wish her very good luck and want to see her growing in her life as I see myself in herself. I find a small Rita in her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-2167086091504518037?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/2167086091504518037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=2167086091504518037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/2167086091504518037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/2167086091504518037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-child-has-started-liking-her-school.html' title='my child has started liking her school'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-3828023006877147352</id><published>2009-01-02T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T07:13:51.346-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admission'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love your kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nursery'/><title type='text'>Kittu has got admission in nursery.</title><content type='html'>Kittu has got her name in the admission list. She will be going to Nursery school from next year now. Seeing so much competition in nursery admissions now a days, we were not sure that she will get admission directly. We thought that we would have to bribe the school authorities for which our heart was not convincing. But now she has got her name in the admission list so we are relived now. Our kittu has been lucky for us touchwood!! this time also she saved our money. She will go to bigger school. We are really happy seeing kittu growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you kittu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-3828023006877147352?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/3828023006877147352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=3828023006877147352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/3828023006877147352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/3828023006877147352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2009/01/kittu-has-got-admission-in-nursery.html' title='Kittu has got admission in nursery.'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-7116683557145005078</id><published>2008-11-21T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T07:29:29.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ritakriti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love your kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dry fruits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apple'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kittu has got a stubborn a lot. Now also she is crying. She is asking to make maggie for her. Maggie is not there in the kitchen as she has finished the whole yesterday itself. She demands a lot many thing and starts crying on getting that. She eats dryfruits daily. Today when the pistas  finished then she went with is in the market to buy them. She has started taking food now. She has started taking fruits like apples, guava. She eats chappatis, rice, dal and everythign whatever is served to her. I like this thing. I just want her to gain weight. Evertime when ever she is measured she weighs 11-12 kg only. Kittu jaldi se moti ho jao.........ok...love you beta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-7116683557145005078?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/7116683557145005078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=7116683557145005078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/7116683557145005078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/7116683557145005078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/11/kittu-has-got-stubborn-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-3376456124952590849</id><published>2008-10-08T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T08:03:26.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ritakriti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rita dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu sab janti hai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vinay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vinay dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet girl'/><title type='text'>Kittu had fever today</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My kittu had fever today. she was not feeling well. Yesterday she had pastry and then drank cold water after that. This made her sick. Today when i was going to office she said mumma i am okk...I lover her innocence. She has got a great tolerance power. We elders get frustated when  not feel better but she shows so much strength. Today she came to pick me up in a car with his father in my office. I feel deligted seen her always in front of me.' She is fine now as she had taken medicines by his father today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God bless her and stay her away from evil's eyes....love you kittu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-3376456124952590849?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/3376456124952590849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=3376456124952590849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/3376456124952590849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/3376456124952590849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/10/kittu-had-fever-today.html' title='Kittu had fever today'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-3292528109253010874</id><published>2008-09-13T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T04:42:39.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rita dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu sab janti hai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love your kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>When kittu will grow up</title><content type='html'>My kittu makes tea for me. She says mumma shall i make tea for you. I ask her to do what she likes to. I am determined not to impose my decisions on her when she will grow up. I will never say that she has to listen to me as she is younger to me. I want her to take her decisions her own. She has to be self dependent and good for all. If she think she is right and can do her tasks herself then she has all the rights to go ahead. I have never thought that she is a girl so she does not have any rights. She will get all the rights and things which she deserve. She is my strength and my mean of living. I love you kittu. She is just super and just reminds me how my childhood had been. She is my source of inspiration. Whenever I get disturbed or angry she asks me mumma aap gussa kyuon ho gaye...papa hamein shubhu ke pass le jayegne theek hai nahin to main apko auto main le jaoonga.....she is so sweettttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-3292528109253010874?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/3292528109253010874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=3292528109253010874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/3292528109253010874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/3292528109253010874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-kittu-will-grow-up.html' title='When kittu will grow up'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-7466412581834724374</id><published>2008-09-08T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T08:34:14.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rita dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pratham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mimickry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu sab janti hai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kinder garten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scolds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naughty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti'/><title type='text'>Kittu and her naughtiness</title><content type='html'>My kittu is getting elder day by day plus naughty also. She mimicks her teachers. She copies the way her teachers scold and talk to their students in her school. She oftern says Pratham chup, Utkarsh, Ansh, Manat...etc..do not talk much...........like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-7466412581834724374?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/7466412581834724374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=7466412581834724374' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/7466412581834724374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/7466412581834724374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/09/kittu-and-her-naughtiness.html' title='Kittu and her naughtiness'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-8437265183885550629</id><published>2008-08-26T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T08:01:27.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu sab janti hai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kinder garten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chiky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>Kitt has got stubborn a lot</title><content type='html'>Kittu has got very stubborn. She does not listen to me. She is getting older day by day. After three days is her birthday. She is not aware of this. How can she know this as she is a little kid only. I will distribute chocolates in her school day. She is a lovely sweet angel. She has got many friends in her school like Prtham, Utkarsh, Joe, Anshika, Garima etc. She often tells me about them. I sometimes think that when she will grow up and start going to school then will get occupied with her friends and life then what will happen of mine!!! as at present I am her guide and decision maker. Sometimes I tell her that I won't let her to marry otherwise I will get alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-8437265183885550629?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/8437265183885550629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=8437265183885550629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/8437265183885550629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/8437265183885550629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/08/kitt-has-got-stubborn-lot.html' title='Kitt has got stubborn a lot'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-8385916063633406551</id><published>2008-07-15T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:45:01.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ritakriti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rita dhiman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanskriti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold'/><title type='text'>Kittu and her Cold</title><content type='html'>Kittu has cold since last few days. She is not going to school. She says mumma I have fever so won't go to school. She has got excused of not going to school :)). I have asked her many times to take medicines but she does not take any. She does not like them. She even does not take hameopathic medicines. God take he care and make he healthy and fit once again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-8385916063633406551?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/8385916063633406551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=8385916063633406551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/8385916063633406551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/8385916063633406551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/07/kittu-and-her-cold.html' title='Kittu and her Cold'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-3892997210573642733</id><published>2008-07-10T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:57:52.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mumma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>Kittu's growing years</title><content type='html'>Seeing Kittu growing is an interesting experience. She will become full 3 years old next month. I feel so happy seeng her around. She calls me mumma which adds on the feeling of mothehood in me. Out of all the materialistic and othe things that I posses, I think noting can substitte Kittu. Kittu is above of all. She is my love and creativity that's why I love her name "Sanskriti" my kriti...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-3892997210573642733?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/3892997210573642733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=3892997210573642733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/3892997210573642733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/3892997210573642733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/07/kittus-growing-years.html' title='Kittu&apos;s growing years'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-6937894547817642099</id><published>2008-07-02T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T06:35:54.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ritakriti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovely'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter-in-law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess'/><title type='text'>Kiittu's first day after two months of Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of my kittu in her school after two months of summer vacation. I was afraid how she would react to this. I got up early in the morning. Prepared lunch and then got myself ready. Around 8 I woke up kittu . She said mumma I won't go to school. She cried a lot. Then also I got her ready and dropped her at the school. She cried but then became normal. I came back around 6 :30 at home. She was sleeping. I felt very relaxed. Moreover my in laws have also come back after a long time from Himachal Pradesh. This might be also one of the reason of my relaxed feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-6937894547817642099?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/6937894547817642099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=6937894547817642099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/6937894547817642099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/6937894547817642099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/07/kiittus-first-day-after-two-months-of.html' title='Kiittu&apos;s first day after two months of Summer Vacation'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-1094831080311389896</id><published>2008-06-04T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T08:29:14.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittu's reaction after my new job</title><content type='html'>In last blog of mine I had written that I am afraid of joining my new job. I had fear for my daughter that how would she react to this as she had got habitual of my presence at home. Today was the third day in my office. I do not tell her that I go to office. I have told others also not to tell her this. The first day when I reached home in the evening then she was playing with toys. I gave her the bath after some time then since she has not taken in the morning. The second day of my office, she had gone with her chacha and chachi to her Bua's residence and reached home evening when I had already come. Today was the third day. My hubby had come to pick me up from the office. She saw both of us together so did not do any doubt. Although she asked me about my whereabouts, I lied I had gone to the market to purchase something. Today also I gave her the bath as she has not taken in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-1094831080311389896?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/1094831080311389896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=1094831080311389896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/1094831080311389896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/1094831080311389896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/06/kittus-reaction-after-my-new-job.html' title='Kittu&apos;s reaction after my new job'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-1849110250572508599</id><published>2008-06-01T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T04:18:36.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am afraid of joining my new job</title><content type='html'>Today I am going to start a new job. I have been at home with my kittu since last one month. We both have got habitual of each other. She is looking beautiful and fairer than ever. She has put on 2 kgs also othewise everytime she used to weigh 10 kgs only. I love my kittu. I know how much she will miss me at home tomorroe. Even more than her It will miss her. I do not know how I will be able to spend my first day in office. I am more scare for her. I am not trying to think about this till the morning comes. I love her a lot and do not want her to become the old irritating, angry Kittu again. But I am helpless. I need to join this job for financial purpose. I have to support my husband till he does not become financially stable in his job or business. He says he will start a business so till then I need to do a job. Anyways I do not have any probs other than kittu. Hope she will be mature enough to understand her Mumma. I love you  Kittu...my little doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-1849110250572508599?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/1849110250572508599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=1849110250572508599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/1849110250572508599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/1849110250572508599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-afraid-of-joining-my-new-job.html' title='I am afraid of joining my new job'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-8422829691419697571</id><published>2008-05-29T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:06:30.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittu and Her Students</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SD7aGb7XfdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OBwlu5G6New/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205838023397703122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SD7aGb7XfdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OBwlu5G6New/s320/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kittu teaches her students. You must be surprised from where the students of a 2.5 years old girls have come. Then don't be surprised. These all are mock type. Actually she rehearses the way her teacher teaches her in the school. She says I am playing with students. She asks them to learn ryhmes. I watch her childhood with eagerness and often remember mine. I also remember the way how I used to do all this funny things in my childhood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-8422829691419697571?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/8422829691419697571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=8422829691419697571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/8422829691419697571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/8422829691419697571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/05/kittu-and-her-students.html' title='Kittu and Her Students'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SD7aGb7XfdI/AAAAAAAAAFk/OBwlu5G6New/s72-c/21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-3414446166720777517</id><published>2008-05-28T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:06:30.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittu and her Lehnga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SD5Au77XfcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ESDYDi1iCuA/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205669394391727554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SD5Au77XfcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ESDYDi1iCuA/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kittu likes her lehnga very much. She does not want anything except her lehnga. Now also she is demanding the same thing. But I have told her that if she will have all the nuts that I have given her than I will give her lehnga. She is eating them slowly. She has taken all at the same time inside her mouth. She is looking so innocent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-3414446166720777517?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/3414446166720777517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=3414446166720777517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/3414446166720777517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/3414446166720777517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/05/kittu-and-her-lehnga.html' title='Kittu and her Lehnga'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SD5Au77XfcI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ESDYDi1iCuA/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-4584767216583811949</id><published>2008-05-25T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:06:30.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittu Torn her Doll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDpU2L7XfbI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Uwcf3jrR24o/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204565609271492018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDpU2L7XfbI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Uwcf3jrR24o/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Kittu has torn her doll whom we used to call"Chiku". I was doing my work on laptop and she was playing with her toys. Suddently she started going out with a good amount of cotton in her hand. I surprised from where she got this. When I looked around then found it was her doll whom she has torn and taken out all the cotton. I was so hurt as this doll was older than Kittu. I had bought that time when kittu had also not born&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-4584767216583811949?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/4584767216583811949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=4584767216583811949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/4584767216583811949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/4584767216583811949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/05/kittu-torn-her-doll.html' title='Kittu Torn her Doll'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDpU2L7XfbI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Uwcf3jrR24o/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-695747901294969714</id><published>2008-05-24T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:06:30.799-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter-in-law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thumb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wonderful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chappatis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Kittu sucks her thumb a lot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDfL5r7XfaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AwnL6-jatNs/s1600-h/kittu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203852086354607522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDfL5r7XfaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AwnL6-jatNs/s320/kittu3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kittu is going on to be 3 years old this August but she has yet not given up her habit of sucking thumb. She sucks it when feels hungry or sleepy. She has injured it also of sucking it up. She is even drinking milk with bottle. Can anyone help me by suggesting how to remove this habit? Only this is the annoying habit of her otherwise she is a wonderful girl. She has noting like that which annoys me. She helps in all the domestic household chores. She is more of my companion than a daughter. She prepares chapattis with me. She makes a very small chapatti which I give to her father in lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-695747901294969714?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/695747901294969714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=695747901294969714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/695747901294969714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/695747901294969714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/05/kittu-sucks-her-thumb-lot.html' title='Kittu sucks her thumb a lot'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDfL5r7XfaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AwnL6-jatNs/s72-c/kittu3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-5268380014613901522</id><published>2008-05-22T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:06:30.945-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mumma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedroom'/><title type='text'>Kittu’s fear of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDVaqr7XfZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Fwtd36D4O_w/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203164633889209746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDVaqr7XfZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Fwtd36D4O_w/s320/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have admitted my kittu in a school but now she is enjoying at home on account of her summer vacation. She plays with her doll. I have left my job since one month and she is staying with me most of the time. Her grand parents are out of stations. So she is talking to me and living in our bedroom most of the time. When she wakes up in the morning then her first sentence is often, “Mumma, I will not go to school, papa will go to office”. I always laugh at that. She has got a fear of school. Before when I used to go to office then her first words used to be “Mumma, you will not go to office…okay.” I used to confirm that by shaking my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-5268380014613901522?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/5268380014613901522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=5268380014613901522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/5268380014613901522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/5268380014613901522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/05/kittus-fear-of-school.html' title='Kittu’s fear of school'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDVaqr7XfZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Fwtd36D4O_w/s72-c/Image029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-6085672073246329702</id><published>2008-05-22T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:06:31.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daughter-in-law'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pingu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>My doll's doll....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDUmAL7XfXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v72fA3sVBmQ/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203106729140125042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDUmAL7XfXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v72fA3sVBmQ/s320/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few days back we all family memebrs were been to a trip of himachal pradesh. Himachal pradesh is a hill area in india which is famous for its holy places and natural beauties. It is full of greenery and mountains covered with snow. My hubby bought a doll from there for my little doll(kittu). Kittu plays with her often. Today she named her Pinky. I told her that pinky is your daughter like I am to you. She said ok..I am hery mumma....I felt a different feeling of how matured she has got. I started thinking of her future and her marriage. She will leave us to her new house after marriage. A new journey of life will be started then. Her would be husband would also love her like mine to me. How will be her groom and her life after marriage. I am so excited taking all this. When she will grow up and marry. But I am also aware that after her marriage I would loose most of my rights on her. As the she will become a daughter in law and would get busy with her family. I just want her not to forget me never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-6085672073246329702?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/6085672073246329702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=6085672073246329702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/6085672073246329702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/6085672073246329702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-dolls-doll.html' title='My doll&apos;s doll....'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDUmAL7XfXI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v72fA3sVBmQ/s72-c/Image032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-2153930036673096685</id><published>2008-05-21T03:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:06:31.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kittu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mohanlala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sohanlal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>My Kittu.......center of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDP578qndaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DOUCQc-CnYM/s1600-h/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202776802835527074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDP578qndaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DOUCQc-CnYM/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kittu is my center of my life. After quitting my job my life is revolving round her only. I not watch her playing with her toys, having meal and everything . She all the time keeps on saying 'mumma','mumma'. She dances on even a little music. I lover her baby steps vey much. I really love a lot. She is my life....I call her'Motulala' and 'Sohan lal 'with love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-2153930036673096685?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/2153930036673096685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=2153930036673096685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/2153930036673096685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/2153930036673096685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-kittucenter-of-my-life.html' title='My Kittu.......center of my life'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/SDP578qndaI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DOUCQc-CnYM/s72-c/Image035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474611707855108289.post-606663493479850796</id><published>2008-04-03T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:06:31.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/R_XPoaVnUEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zXWdoVZkhQc/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185278839158689858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/R_XPoaVnUEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zXWdoVZkhQc/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kittu with her best friend "Chiku"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/R_XPZKVnUDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WdlM010iUfs/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185278577165684786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/R_XPZKVnUDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WdlM010iUfs/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my sweet Angel Kittu. Wearing traditional Indian dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6474611707855108289-606663493479850796?l=mykittu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/feeds/606663493479850796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6474611707855108289&amp;postID=606663493479850796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/606663493479850796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6474611707855108289/posts/default/606663493479850796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mykittu.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-angel.html' title='My Angel'/><author><name>ritakriti</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BPkB3iXqqDg/R_XPoaVnUEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/zXWdoVZkhQc/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
