Life As Is

The bus ride

 

Few weeks into the school routine, I can safely say it’s all going well. The usual loss of pencil every other day, missing colour pencils, missing erasers, missing aikido belt, missing socks… things I have predicted coming. But I have prepared myself mentally that my son is in the process of adapting with so many new things, as with Mr hubs and I too. I was at the PTA meeting (and parenting talk the school organized for parents throughout the year) last weekend, and I see parents who can be a little bit pushy, parents who wants things done their way, parents who felt things should be done a different way, parents who want immediate results – just because they are paying some amount to send their kids to the school. But Alhamdulillah, there aren’t many like that, and the school, with their own Khalifah method applied, I’m sure can get through all the hurdles wisely.

 

I, only requested for the teacher to ensure kids drink lots of water throughout the day to avoid getting dehydrated (since they stay at school 8 hours a day, some days more). Imtiyaz drinks cold water at home, so when it’s not cold, he needs some encouragement to drink up. It bothers me when his urine is not clear when he comes home. I know children tends to ‘forget’ a lot of things when they are surrounded by friends. Too busy playing, too busy to remember mama’s note to drink lots and lots of water.

 

The girl, on the other hand, is getting too cheeky these days. What’s not to love about a toddler that age? Walks non-stop, babbles her own language and able to imitate people already! She can understand simple instructions like sit, stand, mandi and laughs when we make funny faces at her. Night time routine has pretty much established, with her settling in her room the same time as her brother – so yes, Mr. Hubs and I do get our own time at 9pm every single night now, which is really a dream come true.