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March 23, 2009 by Enida

I am supposed to pretend that what is fun for my kids would be fun for me too. Or am I? Since pretending is what I do worst, I made my decision long ago to just quit it. So, when my daughter bugged me to take her to the Family Fun Day at school, I told her the truth. That I would rather take her to the beach or to Kizsports, Kidz Zone, Jungle Gym or whatever substitute for playing masak-masak dalam pondok using the lid of a Milo can as a griddle over the pelita ayam flame like what Mommy and her KaCher used to play with other kids on the block (Kampung Jana Baru mana ada block daaa?)

Logic is: the daughter is six and has only lost three baby teeth. The mom is not telling her age on her blog and has all her permanent teeth in tact. Conclusion is: mom bites rules! So I took her and her biggest-fan brother to Kidz Zone. Letting them loose from 1100 to 1500hrs was not such a bad idea after all. I got the chance to let Enida loose in time and in Times Bookstore for at least an hour and a half myself. Boy, did I ever lose it! For the sheer love of books, I almost sold my teeth and bought over the whole franchise, not just the Hartamas branch!

It was a win-win windy day and we came home smiling. The daughter’s biggest-fan brother came home snoring…as pretty much expected.

The day didn’t end with a smile, though.

After supper, as we were sitting at the kitchen island, scribbling and sketching some nothings, my daughter attacked me with a request. “Could you please draw something Mom?” And you guessed it right, we were under art attack for the next artful hour and a half drawing a PIZZA! The last four pictures below are of Kitreena’s artwork. I was not just impressed with the resemblance, I was attacked with the realization that I have been putting my focus on her right wrong side of the brain. Kitreena might not have much resemblance of her mom, thank God! But judging from her true colors, she is her mom’s daughter. Thank God!

The day did not end with a smile, it ended with me counting my blessings…though I am never good with numbers. Enam, tujuh, lapan. Lapan lagi! And for Kitreena, the day ended of course with her counting sheep.

Goodnight my rainbow.