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L I Y A N A' S . T H O U G H T S
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Monday, April 25, 2005
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Another Sundays...
Mood: Parenthood never was this tiring..
I had the kids over since yesterday cos they were in Tampines while their dad played soccer at my ex sec school. They actually called me up and asked if I could fetch them.. Hehe, I could never say no to them. I ended up spoiling them with ice cream because the weather have been so hot lately. [I've been in white cotton ladies' shirts and beach pants everywhere I go these past few days.] Anyways, they had their shower and I brought them out for dinner at Downtown East. They behaved pretty well around me. And Darwish kept flagging taxis down. He said he was tired of walking WHILE he was in my arms.
He now knows how to trick me by merely displaying his cheeky face.. [Its in Album 1 called Sunday Mornings]. You would never say no to that. hahahaha.
He and Atul finished their Nasi Lemak from S.K Connection at Downtown East and disturbed me with their hugs and kisses. I don't understand why they have to fight over me. I feel like the One Ring.. Then their Dad called to allow them to sleep over, they were overjoyed, I was tired.
I sent them straight to bed. She in her pyjamas, he in the bumble bee bunny pyjamas. I gave them 6 pillows and guess what, he preferred snuggling in my arms. awww.. sweet kan? But I had one tiring night. He had nightmares throughout the night cos he didnt have his comfort pillow. Kept talking abt calling him by his name and crying. AND during the day they fight, even during sleep, they were punching and kicking each other. haiz...
Then today, they scratched each other in the face, left a scar and thats all before 8am. What am i gonna do? So I made them breakfast, played with them for awhile, bathed them and got them ready to my grandma's place where I had to teach. They behaved thoroughly in the bus and the walk to her place and Darwish still kept flagging taxis while he's in my arms. Tsk tsk..
After much frustrations, screams, science lessons and National Geographic breaks, their Dad, my uncle, fetched us for dinner at Changi, sent me home where I collapsed among 6 pillows and an airconditioned room, exhausted...