Ini entry yang lajulah.
Semalam saya buat jamuan raya since it's Syawal,
in conjuction with Afnan's & Sorfina's birthday.
Makanan banyak leftover.
Kawan ramai jugak yang turn up, though I was hoping for more.
Ada balloon, ada clown, ada cake, ada khemah.
Saje nak sebut khemah tu sebab saya rasa over.
Anyway, sebab terlalu penat, (rumah pun tak habis kemas)
saya cuti.
BudakČ ni pun (my kids) nak ikut cuti.
Fine, I said. But if you quarrel, I'll send you both to school.
Guess what? It didn't take them long.
As they were playing with their brand new flash and dash that they got for birthday presents, and I was just about to heat up my bfast, one was already crying.
I just ignored it.
Then he came up to me and said, my throat hurts, and I feel choked.
Whatever, I thought, rolling my eyes.
Then he started wailing.
That's when I demanded the two of them to take their shower and send them straight to school, though it was already 8.30am. But of course, not before fighting with the elder one.
When I said fight, I do mean, fight as in bertumbuk dan bercakar.
Sampai sekolah I ask my son, do you want to tell the truth or do you want to tell a white lie?
He said, I don't want to tell the truth that my mom sent me to school because I was a naughty boy. So, I said fine, just say you had a bad stomachache and now you're ok. He agreed.
In conclusion:
- Adakah aku mak yang evil?
- Adakah aku mak yang bad for teaching my son to lie?
- Atau aku mak yang cool sbb sempoi je antar anak aku lambat dan tak rasa bersalah?
