first day of school. Nailed it!
Two weeks ago, Yllac started daycare school. (he is 3 years and 4 months next week) I woke him up earlier than the usual. I dragged him to the bathroom with his arms and legs wrapped on me. And with his eyes closed he whispered, "mama, toohbash pleaseee.". I put him down on his step stool, i gave him his toothbrush and started brushing is teeth, still his eyes half open the whole time. And the yawning, oh the yawning! And I think to myself, he is soooo cute. Sometimes I look at him and cannot believe how much he has grown. Starting school means, he's in fact starting to have a little life of his own, a life for a couple of hours without daddy and mama. It's a little scary if i think about it that way, but as we all know, the ultimate goal of parenting is separation. Oh the irony! Being a good parent is like, unleashing a great human being into the world. So, you see, it's a very difficult job. It's very conflicting when you love someone so bad, all you wanna do is protect them, bottle them up, away from any harm. But you also want them to be healthy, independent, confident, loving and well-adjusted person. As much as we want to protect them, we need to keep pushing them ever so lovingly and gently out of our nest to figure out things for themselves, do thing on their own, and to let them develop attachment to other people outside our homes.
Yesterday when Jayson and me dropped him to school early in the morning, he never let go of my hand and asked me to come with him. He pulled me down and said, "mama come". So i let him lead me as he take me to see his classroom. As his teacher greeted us a good morning, he let go of my hand and ran to hug and kissed his teacher. She hugged him back, looked at me and said, "he is the sweetest boy." Whenever I talk to his teacher, my only question is, - is he happy?. Because if he's happy, then he can do anything. He will dance, play, and sing and will do all kinds of kid stuff. I figure, if he's happy, then learning would be so much easy. Sure enough, everyday, he comes home with an empty snack and lunch box, a note from his teacher, that he was indeed in a happy mood and different colored stars on his hands. And by 8pm, he is out! Snoring, drooling, dreaming. W O W!!!! Schooling is cool am a tell yah!
While I am not seasoned enough to talk about parenting, the ins and outs of this gig, right now, I'm like this mama bird, letting my baby bird stretch his
baby wings for a little flying practice. I want my boy to soar someday,
but I don't have any idea how to do that, so Im giving him a little push now. Start practicing those little wings....
And, life lately...
a little sandstorm
oh these two!
whoever said, you cannot play with your food anymore when you grow up, doesn't know the fun on making this egg in a hole sandwich. So you make a bread-hole using a small cup. Butter the pan a little, toast both sides of the bread and pour the egg. Season with salt and eat them good. yum!
We love this little shawarma place near our home. We just park in-front of it, wave to whoever is on the window, and these cute guys ran to us, to ask for our orders. And just like that, two shawarmas to go. One chicken, one beef. No onion for me, but lots and lots of yoghurt sauce. 7 riyas for one shawarma and I am as happy as a beef-eating-clam.
Do not throw away your cereal boxes just yet. They make the best drawing pad ever!
"art" collaboration project of Yllac and his Daddy.
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ps,
I know I haven't been spending much time here on the blog, but I want you to know that I miss you. I wish you an awesome day!
