Tajuk adalah taknak kalah, ala ala Ayat Ayat Cinta.

I've been updating about Alis and kinda neglecting Erin's milestones lately. Not intentional though as with Erin, short updates just won't do. I had so many things to say yet dunno where to start. Let's begin with her milestones then. Major ones indeed. If I were about to list every single achievements she made, some of you might thought that you are mistakenly reading a biography instead of a blog post.

First thing first, she had "graduated" from my potty training class successfully around end of last year. Right now she's undergoing Istinjak class to which she was being great at it. As of today, I can rely on her already to cleaned herself after taking pee, without supervised. However, I still need to clean her after poo poo while teaching her how to do it. Still no confident to let her do it by herself just yet, but she's getting closer. She'll get there soon enough.

I also had started her writing practiced since she need to be able to recognized as minimum as ABC, numbers and colors to get enroll in school next year. So far, alhamdullilah, the progress is promising despite her short attention span's problem. She also started on Iqra' lesson for few months by now and have had reached Da as we speaks.

Character wise, she had becoming more matured, for a 3 years old. She just don't belong to her age. She's also quite dependent if compared to Alis. Up until now, Alis would still want me to rub her back, sings her lullaby, or tell bedtime stories during bedtime, but Erin won't. She just need me to hug her, cuddle her in order to get her into the mood, and as soon as she dozed off, I am practically useless ha ha ha ha... Truth be told, I was having a good mood last night so I've decided to sing them " Tidurlah Wahai Permaisuri" then continued with "Dzikir Taubat" while tucking them to bed. Alis was very pleased with my singing and dzikir but Erin doesn't feel the same. She basically cut me off and said ......



" Diam lah mummy.. Shhhhh Shhhhhh dah dah tido jer, tido jer.... "


Can arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr?????

* pride hurts *

My husband definitely had a good laugh about it but I don't feel like laughing. Pfffffttttt !

I must have done wrongdoings to my mum when I was small for I deserved this from my kid. Maaaaaa, ampunkan angah maaaaaa.... muahahhahaa


Another obvious milestones worth mentioning was how she was a chatterbox nowadays. Not that she was a quiet baby before but at least before she doesn't demand us to hear her all the time. As we know it, Alis are going to start schooling soon so ever since, I started talking with her in English at home, so she get used of it. Not just particular words anymore, but full sentences. Erin was all hyped about this too and decided to follow suits. Oh my, you should hear her speaks in English. My husband and me constantly having cheek cramps from trying so hard not to laugh. Good thing about her, she was not one to give up, a very confident girl and persistent in forcing us to listen to her.

Lately, she was into English so much that she would speaking in it, in toilet, at home, at people's home, at supermarket, at retail outlet, in the mosque and practically everywhere. It's cute, I admit that. It just that to her, sometimes word STOP never really exist and she would talk and talk and talk to the points of annoying. We had to firmly asked her to stops sometimes, specially at public places to avoid her disturbing other people. True enough she couldn't be bothered by all the stares, but I do. People might resorted to think that we're from Germ@n or something due to Erin's bizarre slang. She even speaks English in sleeps, I once caught her mengigau uttering NO! NO! NO!... Kemain, omputeh sangat ko ek dikkkkk....

She still have saki baki of her pelat-ness and that was part of her charm I must say. I was called to talk about her creative way of thinking because as I always mentioned before, she's definitely something else. Sometimes I knew she had her mind of her own from the way she asked and the questions she tend to asked. Let just say she's often surprised us with her questions.

Last night.. during our routine "interrogations", she started asking me things...


Ms Chatterbox : Mummy, dinding cakap English aper?
Mummy : Wall..
Ms Chatterbox : Kalau lantaiiiii ?
Mummy : Ermm floor !
Ms Chatterbox : Lampu ?
Mummy : Lamp boleh, light pun boley...

And she kept going on and on and on. She probably had every households in her list. Then she stops for a while looking for idea to ask. I knew it ! She will never let me had it easy, this girl. Somehow, someway she'll find a way to trick me..

Ms Chatterbox : Mummy mummy... bantal ape cakap English ?
Mummy : Pillow !
Ms Chatterbox : Hmmmm kalau sarung bantal??
Mummy : Pillow case.. haaaa ape lagi nak tanyer? takde idea lah tuhhh..
Ms Chatterbox : Errrmmmmm bantal busuk cakap English ape mummy?
Mummy : Haaaaaaahhhhhh ???? Erkkk.. stinky pillow kot.. ????????

You're allowed to laugh now.... Please do so.. sila kan .. sila kan..

Ms Chatterbox : Haaahhh, speaker cakap English ape mummy ?
Mummy : * recovering and protecting mummy's pride mode * Speaker tu cakap English lah.. Bahasa melayu de errr errrr errr pembesar suara, eh bukan tu microphone.. Come on brain, snap out of it and give me answer, RIGHT NOW.... * pride's crashing to 1000 tiny pieces * .. Eh dik, dah malam laaaaa.. Jom tidor !

Did she know when to stop ? Clearly she don't !

Ms Chatterbox : Ermmm kalau kaki speaker ape mummy cakap English eh?
Mummy : Speaker stands !
Ms Chatterbox : Kalau speaker punye tali nih mummy?
Mummy : Cable ! De panggil cable dik, bukan tali okayyy ?

Mummy smells victory now... * doing chicken dance *

Ms Chatterbox : Mummyyyy... Ermm kalau DORA cakap speaker dalam English mcm mana eh Mummy ?


Mummy with 40 degree C temperature : Alis .. Erin.. masuk tidor sekarang. Mummy kira sampai tiga, sapa tak masuk bilik tido luar.... SAAAA tuuuuuuu.... DUUUUUU aaaaaa.... TIIIIIII.....

Within a second, off they went, running like their life depends on it into bedroom....

Ha ha ha ha... You may be clever, you may think you're all grown up, but naaahhhhhhh you can never win over mummy just yet.

I love Erin so very much, I do. Nevertheless, the moment she brought up DORA thingy, she's up for sale. You can have her for 10 KD kah kah kah.

Kids these days, it's true that they're source of our happiness, they're our joy, they meant the world to us and I would take a bullet for them, but in the split seconds they're also capable of raising my blood pressure so high, even a mount of salt will be put to shame.


On more fun note and as a closing, here are few pelat's words from Erin that still remained with her. There words never failed to drew smile to my face, and I hope it will do the same to yours.


~ Mummy, adik nak pensil kaler BELABU ( kelabu/grey) tuh ..


~ Mummy tak kawan adik, adik nak TEBAJUK (merajuk/sulk) lahhh..


~ Kak, amikkan adik LUTUP tu.. Yang tuhhh laaaaa yang jatuh tuhhh... Alis : Aper dia? Kakak tak paham laa.... LUTUP air adik ni laaaahhhh... Alis : Owhhhh penutup !


~ Papa, panas laaaa, mana adik punye MATA CERMIN ( cermin mata/sunglass) ?

~ Kakakkkkkk, bukak kan adik LU TIOPPPPP.. (mummy & kakak both ternganga).. Alaaaaa LU TIOPPP tuh, cuba tengok mulut adik ni... LUUUUU TTIIIOOPPPP !! yang adik tengok Barbie tuh...

Mummy & Alis : Owhhhhhh YOUTUBEEEEE!!!!!


~ Mummy, nanti belikan adik mainan kat SUSSENNN Centre ehh ( Sultan Centre )


~ Adik nak pakai baju YAM tu, bukan baju YAM niiiih... ( Yam = Yang/that )


~ Mummy, kita tak pergi SEMAJID ( masjid/mosque) eh ari ni?


With that, I am wishing everyone Happy Eidul Fitri . May you had a blessed and wonderful one. Not to forget, Maaf Zahir Batin for any wrongdoings be it my actions or my words, intentional or un-intentional.

Before get started, please be informed that sewing was definitely not one of my forte, so please please please be nice and cut me some slack. Okay ?

Ever since I became stay at home mum, I've been searching for some activity that can sort of fill up my free time. During my "working mum" phase, I never had a chance to do so many things I had in mind therefore I was thinking, maybe I can do it now since my kids are all grown up and much much easier to handle compared to before. The thing is, being in Q8, choices are pretty limited. Plus I can't really drive here since I had no license, not to mentioned I had no car to begin with hahaha... So basically the list of activity that I can do got narrower and narrower.

This is where my lil project idea came to me.

You see, I had pretty wide imaginations and ideas in me. Even En Muddy used to say I was like National Geographic channel, his personal Nation@al Geographic channel because just about when he thought he knew everything, he saw everything, I will surprised him with my thoughts and idea. Just like NatGeo... Just when you think you know everything, they'll show you something weirder, bizarre and eye opening stuff.

Yeah yeah I know I know... comparing his wife to NatGeo Channel... Soooooo Veeeerrryyyyy romantic ! *wink wink wink*

I used to had this ideas coming pouring in my thoughts, it could be about how I want to decorate my home, renovating my kitchen or the kids room, or arranging bouquet of flower of my own and whatnot. Unfortunately most of the time , the ideas remained in my thoughts, I slept on it and soon be forgotten till next idea came.

Anyway, I've been seeing people pimp-ing their own clothes, or tudung by putting beads themselves since it was undoubtedly, cheaper option because some shop charged double triple pay for beading works and it's way much cheaper if you do it yourself. Talking about self-satisfaction too... I wish I could do it too, I mean pimp-ing my own clothes or tudung, without destroying it but I just don't have the courage, and the time.

I've have always fancy small cute-unique stuffs and been collecting them if I saw them anywhere, and also if I had the budget for it. Anyway, I've been collecting cute buttons for quite sometimes. Who knows someday I might need it and get to used it. It turned out that "someday" was few days ago.

Since this was my pioneer project, and could be the last kah kah kah, I chose my girls's baju kurung to begin with. Their baju kurung for last Eidul Adha. Baby steps yeah kawan kawan...

Ramadhan almost reaching it's end. Beside fasting, zakat fitrah is another form of ibadah we need to settle within this month. Last year due to lack of knowledge and us being unfamiliar with this area and zakat system, En Muddy requested my father to pay our zakat on our behalf. This year, alhamdullillah we were able to pay ours here in q8.







This is zakat house in Fahaheel.

Alternatively, you can also visit www.zakathouse.org.kw where you can pay your zakat via online.

Unlike Mys where we commonly pay zakat in the form of cash money, in here they didn't accept money. You need to pay using rice instead, the same rice that you used to eat daily. Tak aci ehh kalau makan beras cap mahal tapi bayar zakat guna beras cap murah. It should be the same one. 3 kg per head .







:: 12 kg for our family of 4 ::

Just send your portion of zakat at the zakat house. There's no akad involved here anyway, just drop it and that's pretty much all about it.

Alhamdullilah....

Have you settle your zakat?


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I did some changes, and add some feminity to my otherwise "dark" and serious blog layout. Too much seriousness can give you wrinkles I believed.

Hope you like it coz I did.. Am feeling all dandilion today...


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Homemade food is always the best no matter how simple it is. Nonetheless, once in a while, it would be nice to just seated while other people served you your food. However, living in Q8 where everything could easily costs you a fortune, eat out once every 2 weeks is like a guilty pleasure.

Well honestly, it's more on guilty than pleasure specially when you see this on your way...


One afternoon, out of sudden he said he felt like eating Nasi Mandy for Iftar so off we go to one of quite infamous Mandy place in Abu Halifa. I didn't really remembered it's name(my bad), plus it was written in Arabic. If my mind served me correctly, the place name got words Mat'Am( restaurant), Mandy and Rayyan hehe..

When raising a kids, there's good days, bad days and ugly one.. It's part and parcel in parenting. A rite of passage. Every parents will go through this same phase. No shortcut through it and No, you can't bypass it. To those out there whom thinking that they're having a hardest time raising their children, those who had this idea that only them had it tough while others don't simply because others appeared like they had it easy, THINK AGAIN!! Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean it isn't there... You didn't see it because some people chose not to make public announcement about it, that's all.

There's a time when you can't even get to pee, left alone have a decent and quiet meal and there will be moments and moments where you just wishing that it's all nothing but a nightmare.

When I conceived my 1st child, I determined to provide her nothing but the best. She was fed with what was said to be the best, and most expensive milk ( at that particular time), she got the best toys and bla bla bla.. However, I came to realized and learned that sometimes, we have to provide our kids not with the best you can afford, but with what they need. Which is why you'll find sometimes your first kid would tolerate nothing but the most expensive milk in the market while you other kids despised it and chose Nespray over Enfalac. In short, every child is a new experience. Showered them with tons of toys, dressed them in designer clothes or fed them gold won't do any good if that's not what they need.

Enough with the ramblings...

Anyway, I realized lately I haven't been talking much of anything else but food. Ha ha ha ha.. Again, I would like to stressed out that this is not a food blog. I am not that great of a cook to manage a food blog. Let just put that my cooking is legendary, so no, this is not a food blog. It just that lately, with summer and Ramadhan and all, my life practically revolved around food I can't help it.

Anyhow today, I would like to talk about Alis since it's been ages I've updated her milestones. She's 5 this year by the way and she's going to start her school session a week after Eid Fitri Insya allah. We haven't start shop for her school necessities yet, but my oh my I am thrilled.

Last year, exactly when we're re-assigned here, I still remembered her as my lil toddler, singing nothing but Playhouse Disney songs, caring nothing but her Barbie and prefers pants over skirts anytime.

Over a year... She will closed her bedroom door while changing, she loves drama and love story more than cartoon at times, she speaks English way better than when I am in Standard 4 and she picks up something new quite fast. Few days ago at terawih, I overheard her making conversations with one of Kuwaiti kids and I heard that girl saying words Wahdah, Wahdah to her.. On our way back home, I asked her what they were talking about and she said, that girl like her shirt because there's a flower on it. " Wahdah tu bunga la mummy , she said ". Out of curiosity, I asked her how she knows that wahdah is flower in Arabic, and she replied by saying that she learned it from Ipad. Ermmmmmm I used Ipad all the time, how come I didn't know this kah kah kah...

The next day, again on our way back from mosque, she asked me this...

Mummy, yang suara kuat mengaji tu Allah eh mummy ? After explained to her that the voice she heard was Imam and not Allah, I realized that although she doesn't looked like she pays any attention, she actually did.

More drastic and obvious change was, she didn't sang Dibo the Gift Dragon's soundtrack anymore but Britney's I'm not a girl, not yet a woman... Never failed to give me goosebumps every-time I heard her sang that song. Owhh come on.. I can tolerate Justin Bieber, Hanna Montana but Britney? She's 5 not 15... Sighhhhh.....

Another important change I can't help to notice lately was she cared about her appearance more than anything. She would requested, no, she would demanding certain hairstyle to matched certain outfit, and she'd now applying make up whenever we go out, at least a lipstick. When doing nothing at home, instead of playing like her normal self, lately she love to groom herself and would be in front mirror for hours, which is why I bought her, her own mini dresser. I always caught her belek muka and jerawat as she will put it and "decorating" herself with accessories.

One day, I caught her doing her things so I took below photo and trust me, she's so focus into what she did, she didn't even realized it.





Sighhhhhh... She's definitely getting bigger, wiser, taller and prettier but I can't help but feeling a little older ...