"Pranav Kitchen"

He plays in the kitchen with renewed interest these days. You can also tell his style of playing has matured; he pretends to cut up vegetables with the edge of his palm and puts them in the saucepan and stirs them while making hissing sounds. He also has the idea of adding salt and oil. When I cook, I have noticed that he very intricately follows what I am doing.

He is not content with a few utensils, he empties the entire cupboard and arranges them in a neat half-cirlce around himself, complete with the proper lids. Every pot and pan should have a proper lid on; no swaps and supplantations allowed. He will bug you to insanity with, "Where is mootha?" until you give him the right lid. Unfortunately, I have two saucepans which share the same lid and the day they are both available for him to play with, good luck to us!

He pretends everything is hot to the touch and also uses my pattakaru to hold things. He genuinely believes they are meant for him to play with; when Praveen asked him to come out of the kitchen so amma can cook, he replied pointing to the cupboard, "This is no amma kitchen, this is Pranav kitchen. Amma kitchen up there" and pointed to the gas burners on the platform above the cupboard. Who is setting whose boundaries, I ask myself.