Showing posts with label life at home. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life at home. Show all posts
Lost
Thursday, January 3, 2008 at 3:05 PM | 0 comments  
Have you seen this?

Have you figured out what it is? Is it toy bear wearing a snow cap? No, then what is it?

It's a little poster my little sister Ainul Sariyah drew. She just started kindergarten 2 this year. She drew a few copies of this poster and started giving the posters away to everyone in the house. It's actually a drawing of her bottle. She could not find her bottle and decided to draw a 'lost' poster. How creative and positive is that? I treasure this kind of little moments at home. The things my little sisters do can put a smile on my face(unlike now, both of them pestering me as I'm blogging). I usually don't mind but I'll try to put them back in line if I need to.

It turns out that she left it at my brother's house. Big bro is still in the phase of moving out bit by bit. My brother has been taking the 2 of them to his house while he attends to whatever a person does before moving permanently. It makes them happy.

It doesn't take much to make little kids happy. So don't pamper them. They'll be happy just to follow me to the library or the shop nearby.

Now she's insisting that I put up a better picture of her drawing of the bottle that she just drew. Both my little sisters love drawing..... too much sometimes. I wonder who I should blame for that?

So enjoy the next masterpiece.

lit·tle [lit-l] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation adjective, lit·tler or less or less·er, lit·tlest or least, adverb, less, least, noun

– my long definition
i actually have 3 younger sisters but the other one is already 20, so whenever i say little sisters, it would refer to my primary 3 sister Siti Nurul Nadia and my kindergarten 2 sister Ainul Sariyah. Younger sisters would refer to all three. I now have a big sister too, just recently. My sister-in-law.
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Mini Action of the Day
Sunday, October 28, 2007 at 12:57 PM | 0 comments  
Yesterday, my kindergarten one sister was eating biscuits with tea. She made quite a mess with the biscuit crumbs. I decided to help clear the crumbs and armed myself with a broomstick on one hand and a dustpan on the other.

When I was done sweeping, I headed back to the kitchen to empty the dustpan. At the same time my sister was done with her little brunch and was skipping into the kitchen to place her almost empty IKEA porcelain cup of tea on the kitchen of the cabinet. She barely placed the cup on the cabinet before she was dashing off back to the television. She somehow pulled the cup off the cabinet as she was letting go of it.

Everything happened while I was next to her. I saw that the cup was going to slip off the cabinet. My ninja reflex told me to stretch my legs to an almost full split position. It helped that the surface of the kitchen floor is very slidable. The reason I did that was to avoid from getting hit from the pieces of the broken cup when it hits the floor. Innalillah wa inna lillahi rajiun. By this time, little sis was already 2 meters away from the whole thing.

I might have been able to let go my dustpan and caught the falling cup in time if I had stayed in ninja school longer. Alas, I stopped ninja training at brown belt and have been living a pretty sedentary lifestyle post national service days.

That impromptu action resulted a cramp. Hence I was spending Hari Raya Visiting with a cramp.
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