Meow..meow.

Diya came till the floor steps to give send off to office. Constant complaints from amma and Sudha that she is growing more mischievous. She often poses like baby Lord Krishna in a sleeping pose and giving a pride look at all of us. Goes around pulls all that she spots. Eats newspapers. Enters bedroom, take left turn and pull out all things kept in the last row of the rack. Whenever I sing "meow..meow..poona kutti", Diya enjoys and searches for me. Sudha is annoyed because Diya constantly looks for the corner sticks of the mat and munches them.