Friday, April 30, 2004

Spent some time with my darling Adam at home. Balqis didnt know that I was not working. I pretended like I was going to work this morning else she wont even dream of going to school. I noticed now that every morning her mood is being determined by whether she's had enough rest. When she sings in the car on the way to school means she's fine and am okay to get off the car. Or, a sulky no smiling Balqis will be dragging Mom by the feet to ... "not want to go to school today. We go jalan (we go out together)." She'll be fighting with me when I try to carry her out of the car, then she'll hang on to the car's door, the school gate and whatever else that is in the way.

Adam on the other hand, oblivious to the fact whether Mommy is working or not ... am having a ball with Mom. He gets to play with his own toys and has to share with no one... maybe with Mom once in awhile. He really knows how to play. His little tiny feet running going pitter patter on the floor. He wore a dark football shirt with a dark blue shorts with a lighter blue trimmings yesterday and I saw him looking down on his shirt as he noticed the football (American) and touched it with his chubby fingers. Yeah that reminds me to get some new short sleeve t-shirts for him and some shorts. It's so darn difficult to get him nice shorts except for at Mom's Care which rarely carries his size either that or perhaps it is gone before I got a chance to be there.

Adam the darling sweetheart with twinkles in his eyes, a dimple on the cheek, the sweetest cheeky smiled boy. He wanted to play outside but it rained so heavily, so he just enjoyed the rain from inside the car when I took him for a drive over to fetch Balqis and to his daddy's work. He enjoyed sitting in his car seat and will not complain unless if it's a long journey (perhaps about 2 hours journey) then he'll be wailing asking to be picked up so that he could stand up and mess around in the car.

Gotta go. Pen off. Over and out.




signing off..Hazelinesnow at 12:22 AM [ | ]

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