It was time for us to visit the doctor. The doc at first thought that laddoo looks a lot like my dad. Of course, it didn't take him much time to realize that laddoo talks a lot, unlike my dad! Laddoo was talking to the doc, doc's wife (who is a doc herself), their dog penny and blacky (well it was a black dog!)


We stopped at Pizza hut for dinner. Since our last visit to a wedding reception where Laddoo threw a tantrum and spoilt Sundar's dinner, we were apprehensive and didn't know what to expect this time. Laddoo didn't disappoint us! As soon as we settled him on a high-chair, he wanted the fork, knife, plate and the paper napkin! The fork was the best part and the worst ammunition he can use against me. With a smile that can melt your heart away, he scraped the fork's finger end on the table. It sounded just like this...sskiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrr! Imagine running your finger nails on a rough wall. It was unbearable and I felt electric shocks run up my spine. The others in the restaurant felt it too, they were staring daggers at us like.."what the heck are you guys doing?"

When Sundar played the patriarch and tried to take the fork from Laddoo's hand he realised that he has met his match. The whole restaurant turned quiet after Laddoo's shriek! We had to waste 80 bucks on garlic bread to keep Laddoo occupied for the rest of the dinner. Laddoo wiped the dinner table clean with the garlic juice and the butter in the bread. And then he ate it too - must have tasted good! - hope this improves his immunization, the Indian-way.