bath time....

my children during bath time when they were babies....

nadia nasira at 8 months....

muhammad nashwan nasr at 12 months...

nadia nasira's activities

how do i manage my ever energetic nadia nasira during the weekends? one of the ways is to come up with new activities that would keep her intrigued. these are some of it....

sleepless in seattle

i think sleepless in seattle is the most romantic movie i have ever seen thusfar.... let's see if that ever change.

i am like annie reed watching An Affair to Remember (1957) for the umpteen times in the movie. i am a romantic fool and i love watching movies of the same tone.

hhmmm.... does it only happen in the movies? sigh.....

a touching moment....

my dear husband popped up an idea that was so delicious to my ears. he said, 'let's go back to ipoh'. i am ever ready anytime anyday to go back to my hometown. this time, it was special because my father, dearest atta, was coming back from sabah (where he runs a business).

it was a monday... i didn't have any meetings lined up for the entire week...which is a miricle. so, i said, 'let's leave now'. oh well, i wish it was that easy. so, we left the next day midnight. i applied leave for 3 days. we needed to be back by saturday, in time for nadia nasira's class and my husband's trip.

my father's flight was on friday morning...he didn't know we were coming back. we went to pick him up and i could see his smile of happiness when my husband went to greet him and carry his luggage.

everyone were so happy, especially my attama. we had a long chat with my father while having tea. he loves to tell us stories, about everything....himself, polictics, history, family saga, what he did to fight whatever wrong in his eyes, etc. when my father is not happy with anything, he writes to the relevant authority in order to rectify them. e.g. simple things like program arrangement in radio 6 which many of us wouldn't even have noticed didn't slip pass him. so, while he was talking about it, i showed him the father's day posting i wrote for him.

he read it and after a moment of silence, he related to us an incident which took place 30 years ago. something a 5 year old (me) said in 1979 which had inspired him.... it must have hit him hard, so hard that he had tears in his eyes, talking about it 30 years later. i don't remember seeing tears in his eyes, ever....except when he found out that his father had passed away in india.

he is a great man....a man of principle... he has his definition of what is wrong and what isn't. there is no two ways about it.

BIG....small!!!

it is the usual morning.... i carried my son into my MIL's followed by my daughter. she stopped at the entrance and said something. when we asked her what she was saying...she said, "perut daddy BIG (while her hand demonstrating the meaning of big)". we laughed and then she continued, "perut mummy big. perut nadia small. perut adik small".

oh well..... i shall be happy because my daughter now understands the meaning of big and small...she can even demonstrate it.

Katie's birthday

we got invited to katie's 5th. birthday party... at the jungle gym, BSC. it was such a fabulous idea to hold a birthday party there. the host is nasir's friend....azri and alya celebrating their daughter's big day. katie is such a sweet and friendly girl, a good hostess to all the children....

first steps...

it was just yesterday, i posted on muhammad nashwan nasr's ability to stand without support which was improving over the last month...

yesterday, i was in for a surprise... i went to pick the children up. as usual, my son would show his delightfulness in seeing me home from office. i greeted nadia nasira and picked him up. after a while, i put him down close to the sofa and went on talking to my MIL. i glanced over my shoulder to check on him. i saw him standing at the sofa...when i glanced over again, i saw him step away from the sofa...two tiny wobbly steps before he lost it.

i esclaimed with so much happiness, showered him with hugs and kisses. my boy sure enjoyed the attention. it was one of his first steps... steps that shifted him from a baby to toddlerhood at 13 1/2 months. it was the milestone that i was waiting for. now i can let him walk in the park instead of strapping him up in the stroller or carrying him.

may his first steps and all his steps to follow be guided by the Almighty Allah. may the right path be his desired path and may the blessings of Allah is rain-showered throughout his path.

i tried to replay the moments so that i could capture them.....not so much of a success.

mummy.... i can stand!!!!

that's my apple of the eye!!! my son could now stand on his own for a good half a minute... everytime he does that, he would glance at me to see whether i was looking as i would always applaud him.

creative mind

nadia nasira had a session - building from blocks at her playschool. i helped her coming up with what we called it...a baby robot. it's the transformers age....

my first ferrero rocher

well.... i am quite fussy mother when it comes to what my children consumes. thusfar, i did not introduce to my children chocolates, ice-cream, junk food of all sorts except for the home-made muruku.

nadia nasira saw a ferrero rocher on the breakfast table and asked for it. i had no heart to say no. i just hoped she would taste it and not like it. but she LOVED it. here's the satisfaction smile.

bollywood in the making

recently daddy brought back a punjabi suit for little nadia nasira from his mumbai trip.

that little bag is my birthday pressie from my friends years ago... my little one looks like a perfect bollywood in the making....

nadia nasira - gurly girl

my daughter does what any little girl would do.... explore mummy's handbag to look for compact powder and lipstick....

here's nadia pakai lifstik...