hazim and his national anthem

my 18 months son can sing the national anthem. from beginning to end. pelat and all tho.
I'm in awe myself. i still wonder how on earth it became his favourite song. I now hear the song about 20 times a day. sighh ..

we had two mysteries at home that deserves to be included in mestika (mom reads it) . It was so bizarre.

1. nan hazim spent her weekend at sepang Intnl circuit and came back on sunday evening to an empty house. Her 3 week maid went missing with her cash and jewellery. Minding the cash, it was the jewellery that mattered. with its sentimental value and all. so began the days of prayers and wishes along with anger and sadness. a coupla days later, she came back and found the jewellery case back in its drawer. she swore it was empty b4. How did it end up back there? eerie huh?

2. the male population at home got hit by the flu the past 3 days. From tokki to aiman to papa n ajim. their temperature even hit 41 degrees. burning hot but shivering still. but today saw them up and active again. Hazim healed in two days while others just got up today. despite lying down and weak, hazim can still sing guess what? negaraku of course. guess the ladies got extra antibody. jeng jeng jeng.

got another lazypants at school for our observation. got she can talk her way but unfortunately, no one bothers with her so she's on her own. padan muka.

b4 i forget, happy birthday mom. happy hitting the big 50. you're the best mom in the whole wide world.

as hazim will say .. tooooooot .. habis dah!

hazim and his crew cut

the other day papa brought hazim for his first cut outside. he came back like he just signed up to be in the army. no more curly locks for him. now he looks so like boy. I felt like some part of me flew away looking at how my firstborn has grown up so. He's 18 months this month and he's no longer a baby. Hazim is so independant now. Now that I'm on a break from school I can see how he can manage most of the time on his own. Opah has trained him just like how we were trained but with more TLC. of courselaa .. cucu sorang ..

Hazim can now ..

1. process info and carry out simple tasks like shutting the door, turning off/on tv/dvd/radios etc etc (under supervision)

2. sleep by himself but now mama's home must sleep with uknowwhat first.

3. suap himself or hold own cup and drink

4. climb up and come down the stairs by himself (still under supervision)

5. really act 'the good boy' part in front of company. the other nite, after sending off atuk and wan at KLIA, we went out for dinner with mak ngah and co, slept thru out the journey and dinner. Only on the way back did he woke up. To mak ngah, one who lets her to eat and talk in peace and quiet is pure angel. thats my boy, an angel.

6. entertain us single handedly with his antics .. ie his silat, his version of negaraku and we will rock you .. tokki says he's 6 yrs old not 1 yr 6 months

7. show more defined emotions such as jealousy, happiness, sadness etc. we understand him more these days. he can say more words but at times we're stull lost in translation.

8. enjoys more things around him like books, trains and aeroplanes, sights and sounds .. and so much more

Its such a wonderful experience to explore this colourful world of hazim .. Each day is a new learning process for both me and him .. my sweet child .. how i love you so ..

now my whining part. I've yet to receive my allowance. Stoopid training centre. You expect us to give and give and give but u dont play your part. Its not that I'm in dire straits but this hols would be nicer if it could be filled with shopping. I've got so many things on my mind. My shopping list and cravings grow longer each day but remail unfulfilled looking at the balance of my govt bank. Urgh .. I just hate this waiting ordeal. Stoopid training centre. how typical of your kind to treat us like this .. I thot I have let loose of things like these but u haunt me back. My sibs are also waiting in anticipation hoping it would be sooner so they get things I have promised them .. I'm so bad ..

As for classes, I'm swamped with work (Whats new?) even during these hols. 3 big jobs and uncounted petty work. but all must be done .. got ample time hopefully. I'm dedicating my whole week to papa n hazim n family. no squeezing in work. It will only commence next week. hehheeh .. fOrtunately, we had this much deserved break, the class was starting to hit on my nerves, I dunno what wudve happened without this holiday. I guess i wudve exploded. but I get to maintain both sanity and dignity ..

gosh this entry's long .. nuff said i guess

while waiting ..

I'm at school waiting for papa to pick me up. normally when he does, the minute i'll be seated til i leave the car, i'll be telling all my daily happenings, activities, whinings and complaints. Especially bout the 'colourful' class i have. i think if we don't car pool, we never get to talk like we do (this one-side) thingy cos i'll be swamped with work at night time. Even hazim is becomin hazim the menace due to lack of attention.

can't wait for the 3 week break comin in soon.
til then