Vennai vetti sepoy

My wife has a Tamil term – Vennai vetti sepoy - for the likes of Siddarth whose brave talk do not quite match action. He would talk of shooting the wind in a race car,but wouldn’t sit in a simulator car in the play area of the Pleasanton Mall.
Well, he sat in for this picture, but couldn’t wait to get off the car as it swung and swayed to simulate high-speed car movement.

Siddarth wouldn’t hear of giving the jeep a try, while Nikhil appeared to enjoy its rhythmic moment. He wouldn’t want to get off it.

In an earlier trip to the mall we shopped in vain for a cement-mix truck – Siddarth is crazy about trucks as well. We brought home a fire-truck, instead. However our friend wasn’t keen to get into the real thing, for a look-see into the inside of a fire engine. The county fire department brings a fire-truck for the thrill of children in any fair ground.

When he was an year earlier – 18 months – Siddarth used to look forward to Wednesdays, when the garbage truck came on its weekly round to collect trash from our place. But he wanted to watch truck from afar, with grandpa carrying him.

This is as close as he would get to a cement-mix truck, parked right in front of his house in San Ramon, CA.

Title of this post, translated literally, would read: Butter-slicing warrior.