"I miss my School"

"I miss my school", he said that last night just before went to sleep.
Oh, so sweet...made me smile!
I think that's the word every mom in the world want to hear from their kids about school.
Yesterday, my lil boy stayed at home because of his fever.
The word didn't just bring smile to me, but also convinced me more that I had chose the 'right' place for him to learn. At first, some of my friends had ever asked me,
"Do you really want to send your boy to that school?"
Because they're thinking that school is giving too much freedom for little kids in many ways, very different from others government public schools, has been running only for 4 years (not long enough to prove the quality, they said) and top of all, it's quite expensive.
Even my hubby was a little bit worried at first about my choice and these issues of the school, but not now.
I don't know why, I just believe and trust my heart that my boy would be at the best place for learning there. Simply just went together with my boy to one of my friend's house that her kid was studying there on 4th grade. We were seeing all his books and folders, chatting about the school. After that take a pleasure trip with the boy to the school, just like that.
I remember he loved the class at first sight.
then now... miss his school.

Hope I didn't make a wrong choice for him.
He was getting better last night and this morning I've sent him to school.

From 'AUNT' to 'ANUT' then ended to 'ALIEN'

I found often that every time I almost lost my patience when accompany Ian to learn how to spell or write, there's something funny happened and made me laugh. His innocent made this happened. Our main purpose would substitute with something else.
This was our conversation this Saturday morning when we were learning how to make a family tree picture and write down the words under every picture. He always write 'aunt' with mistake spelling 'anut'.

Me: "Ian...gosh, how come you write this 'anut' over and over again? The right spelling is A-U-N-T, Ian...."
Ian: (silent)
Me: "You know what, if you write like that it will sound like an alien's name..."

I tried to make a joke, so he won't be sad or at least want to write again.

Ian: "Hah? Alien? Really, is there an alien who have name like that?"
He became curious with his 'funny' facial expression.
Well, you can guess.. after that we won't talk again about the "AUNT" thing, but "ALIEN".
Wrong strategy from me, haha...maybe that's why he can't spelling other words either.
Often our 'talking' spread everywhere, but it's fun and we enjoy it. Ah, forget about "AUNT".

My All 'Special' Birthday Gifts

Yesterday was my 40th birthday. Without my hubby here seem something missing, no dine out as we usually did. But I've got plenty of happiness by receiving b'day wishes at Facebook and Flickr from my dear old and new friends. Aah...having friends is really wonderful blessing!
Three of my kids also gave me 'special' gifts. My daughter made me an omellete for dinner, the middle boy gave me an afternoon late kiss since he was hurry to school and forgot it was my b'day that morning and the little one finally gave me an unusual gift I've ever had, after he was thingking hard at school (he said like that).
He said, "Ma,since you really love my puffy butt, so my butt is forever for you."
haha.... since I really love to kiss my kids' bottoms when they're still little kids especially after they're having bath (I just like its smell and damp cold feeling)
"One more, Ma. I'll sleep with you tonight for an extra gift".
Oh...what a touching wonderful gift!
Not but least my hubby also sent me a lovely poem via email. It almost made me cry although (I know) it was a'copy paste' poem. :)

Really a perfect birthday celebration..
Like my brother in law texted me as a birthday wish:
"Birthday are the perfect time to think of all you've done. That's made your life so meaningful.".

Be Focus One at a Time, Still Learning..

This afternoon I accompanied my little boy to learn his 1st grade Science subject. It's about Insect and Fish and tomorrow he's going to have a written test.
It was really fun when I first started to read for him. Lots of colorful pictures on the book. And then come to the moment he should read.....still enjoy it, but not as much as before. And then come to the moment to write...
Oh my...he wrote so slowly with some mistake spellings. Sometimes I have to be patience a LOT!
Meanwhile in my mind there was still a wait-to-do list for tonight.

well, I know it's not fair for him to have his mom beside him, but not totally focus on him! I said to him "come on, boy..you can do it", but inside "hurry up, boy!!I want to make your chicken steam rice for tomorrow's breakfast, I want to read my email, I want to update my Facebook, I want to play Farm Town,I just want to be relaxed.."
hahaha...I'm a bad mom sometimes. Still need to learn how to be focus one at a time. How about you?

Saturday Morning

I always love Saturday morning and the calming aura in itself. No need to hurry, just enjoying the morning. Today is still just like that, the perfect one I think. The air this morning is wonderful.
All the kids are at home, enjoying their 3 days of public holidays since yesterday.

We wake up late, well..not really, just the kids. I mean I was be the first, but still soo... late. Made my self a cup of warm tea then started to try my friend's recipe of an old fashioned cheesy bread, still in a slow motion of Saturday rhythm. Very sweet of her to create it for me. That used to be my favorite bread from my childhood years when we're still neighbors. We used to buy from the same seller. And finally this is the bread.....

I surprised she still remember its chessy taste, really similar! I just changed the butter into margarine and add 4 teaspoon of flour to the filling in trying to thicken the filling and meet the salty taste I want.

My lil' boy accompanied me in the kitchen, I let him played with the dough, after he giggled many times in trying many weird shapes finally he made a little turtle bread for his own.


As soon as the baking completely done, we all have our late breakfast. Watched a good warmhearted movie together, then took a late morning bath and now check my email, writing this post...while the kids busy with their own activities without disturbing me.
Ah, I don't think I can accurately put into words what a wonderful Saturday morning we have...

"Why don't you kick him back?"

Yesterday when my lil' boy came out of the school and on the way to the car parking area he told me that one of his friend who often hit other friends without any reason, this time kicked him on his eyes without any reason as usual. Luckily there wasn't any hurt or red mark left on his eyes.
I said, "Why don't you kick him back? So next time he doesn't dare to hit you again."
Know what my lil' dear boy said?
"Mom, I can't hit anybody without any reason. I'll feel not good at heart. Ms.Lani saw when he hit me and has already talked to him with her eyes like this...(he made a round shape with his thumb and middle finger and smiled). I don't want Ms.Lani scold me too, like the way he did to Josh."

Oh my... I never imagine he would say like that. Seems he wiser than me!
Last week I noticed that he also hit him on his stomach and my son only said,
"Josh, don't hit my stomach. It's a pity of my stomach, it will cry ." hahaha...

I had ever heard other moms told this boy's bulliying behaviour on his young aged. At first I just thought they're only kids, let the teacher handle it, mommys don't need to interfere, but not this time I think. haha...Like others mom, I just can't allow other kids hit my son without any reason. Kind of accepting bulliying when I don't make nothing.
As soon as we're at home, I texted his teacher about the problem and believe she would have a good solving problem.

Aah...my lil' son told me about another precious lesson of life :)
If we do the same bad thing, we just as bad as him.
But what about if it's the name of self defence? What would you gonna tell your kids?

About a Lesson in Gender

Ian showed me his drawing after he arrived home from school.
While he was showing it he told me that it was a picture of himself playing football and on the corner of the page he also draw someone was cooking in a small kitchen. "It's also me", he said.
"I want to play football and learn how to cook".

I figured out from his story that his teacher told the kids to draw a picture that could describe what they want to do and learn at this moment. Anything... is possible said the teacher.

Ah, I'm glad to see his drawing. It has showed me (I hope) that he understand there's no girl or boy's job in this world. Man and woman is equal and can do everything they want to do. You know, I always tell this to the kids since they're young and showed them simply that their daddy and mommy do household works together side by side at home.

But, it's a pity now I've lost his drawing...I forget where I keep it. Sigh!