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It was late, and we were still talking about the Mayans and the 21122012-belief on the way home from picking up Bibik at the airport on December 21st, last year.

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Edrick: Mom, are  you sure today’s not the doom’s day?

Enida: Ohhh it’s pretty late now for this world to end. It’s almost midnight.

Edrick: And what’s gonna happen tomorrow if today is not the doom’s day?

Enida: I will have to do laundry tomorrow. And you have to help.

Edrick: Arrrggghhh pickles!

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Penawar luka di hati Mommy... Kitreena looked at me and I looked at Kitreena. Kitreena rolled her eyes to Edrick’s old curse word. And I knew even if the world came to an end that night, I had my angels with me.

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Triple Treats

It was a quick and early supper at the Secret Recipe Hartamas. Edrick was starving like usual, but Kitreena wasn’t hungry at all like usual. But they knew they would be busy going trick-or-treating that evening, they had to down their supper super quickly.

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And I…
I pretended not to see those expats and expat-looking people squirming all over the mall that late afternoon. Ah well, it was October 31st. And yes, the year is 2012. But the kids looked a little lost and they were staring at almost every tall-hazel-eyed-hairless Caucasian man that walked by.

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And I…
I could tell what they were looking for. A glimpse of someone who might look like Daddy, perhaps.

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So when I caught Kitreena staring at a Caucasian man with his son hopping into a cab, she gave me a guilty look and quickly looked away — not wanting me to see the longing in her eyes. The second she looked up and was brave enough to look at me, I smiled at her, touched her face from across the table and pulled her gently into my arms.

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It was then, again, that she let it go… crying in my arms like a little Daddy’s girl that she was. She stayed in my embrace, face on my chest, and my face in her hair hiding my own tears. Edrick hugged us from the side, and I finally let it all go and said, “Ohhh well! I’ll be the most wicked witch or even a hantu if I have to, but I ain’t goin’ nowhere!” I could feel Monchies’ hug tightening.

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It rained all evening, but Monchies came home with a big bucket of treats.
Life is sweet when we know which candies we can’t live without.

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Halloween 2011: The King and The Skeleton

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Halloween 2012: Tom Cruise and Keira Knightley

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Edrick’s field trip today is to the National Zoo. Two weeks ago when he got the consent letter for me to sign, he was a bit skeptical about going.

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Edrick: Mom, why did they capture the animals and put them in the cage?

Mommy: So that you don’t have to go to their habitat to see them. Some live deep in the forest, ya know.

Edrick: I know. But I think the animals should be in the jungle. They don’t belong in the city. *that’s my Madagascan son speaking*

Mommy: So, does that mean you are not going for the field trip?

Edrick: Ohhh I’ll go, I suppose. I just wanna see if the animals are okay.

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There goes my fifty ringgit. And my WWF Boy.

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Time Waits For No Mom

Second week of Bibiklessness.

Monchies and I are still struggling to manage our time, especially in the morning getting ready for school. I was being hard on myself, Kitreena and Edrick last week trying to keep our daily schedule as normal as possible. Kitreena’s Asastari training in the evening at Pak Ngah Production throws both hers and Edrick’s sleeping schedule off. And as much as I let them sleep an hour extra in the morning, I wish they could cut down on some shower time. (But I should throw away all the bathroom toys! Really really should.)

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And for the last two mornings, Monchies have been having breakfast in the car. Still the usual toast and eggs and sausage and what not. But eaten in the car.

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Now, I can kick myself all I want. Or whip Monchies’ bums if I like – to make them move faster at 6am getting ready for school. But listening to them talking about the sausage sandwich that I made this morning and how much they were enjoying the breakfast on-board and the in-flight service Boeing CRaVy Flight MT-031… I realized that I had been forgetting to remind myself: Life is short.

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The worst that can happen in the morning is Monchies being just a little late for school. But the best thing is… they are in my car, and just an arm’s reach away from my hugs and kisses.

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Life is short… but good.

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Siri Bercakap Dengan Edrick XXXVI

Bedtime. Seven thirty. Tuesday night.

Edrick was hiding under the cover like usual, to scare me with his scariest peek-a-boo that was supposed to make me jump. I just waited for him to uncover himself, and that would ‘spoil’ his scaring attempt. Like usual. But he went too quiet, for far too long. So I played along, poked him on the tummy and said good night. He came out and…

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Edrick: Hi Mommm… *looks at Mommy with tears in his eyes*

Mommy: Heyyy sweetheaaart… what’s the maaatter?

Edrick: I know now what Daddy did to you Mommmm…

Mommy: Oh goodness baby, what did Daddy do to me?

Edrick: He xxxxx xxx xxxx xxxxx xxxxxx, but not with you.

Mommy: Ohhh sayang, bless your innocent soul! But it’s okay. I’m okay.

Edrick: So is Daddy done thinking yet?

Mommy: About what, Edrick?

Edrick: About what he needs most in his life?

Mommy: *sighs* I don’t know, sweetheart.

Edrick: Daddy definitely doesn’t need YOU!

Mommy: Ohhhh sayaaang. And that’s okay, you know.

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Edrick was saying the obvious, but it was sure a good reminder. He went to bed tonight with a blocked nose from crying so hard. And I am going to bed with a book and a clear mind. Who says I need to read between the lines?

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My mind was filled with the thought of some ‘merajuk-dengan-dunia‘ mission of some sort, and I am just out of sorts these days. And then, this short conversation between me and Mr. Johnson Jr. happened:

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Mommy: No more iPad after berbuka. We’re watching the Olympic badminton tonight.

Edrick: But why, Mommy?

Mommy: Because it’s the final game and it’s between Malaysia and China.

Edrick: Are we going to watch it on TV?

Mommy: No, we’re going to watch it on the aquarium. *her usual silly answer to silly question*

Edrick: You mean we are going to the stadium?

Kitreena: *looks at Mommy, ready to burst in a big laughter* Edrick, Mommy said aquarium, not stadium. And it’s a joke!

Mommy: Yeah, we’re going to be riding on the magic curtain to London.

Edrick: Ha ha ha ha Mommmm! It’s carpet, not curtain.

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The silly TV decided to break down during the second set of the game and then decided to come back on right after the game was over. But yeah, really… who cares? Tonight, silence is more golden than the medal.

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Merely Here

Being happy doesn’t have to be expensive.

Here I am, a kampung girl, running around selling t-shirts for mere few hundred dollars. The mere hundred dollars that keep me with the love of my life, whom I am raising to be as kind as I can possibly be, as kind as they can possibly be. Kind, warm, happy and alive. At the end of the day, yes… we will all die alone. But it is how we will be remembered that we are creating now. Not later.

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Apa Ce Ca, Bo?

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Kitreena heard the terms “Apa Cher?” on TV and from her friends at Pak Ngah Production.

Kitreena: Mommy, what is ‘apa cher’?

Mommy: Aperture?

Kitreena: Yeah.

Mommy: You mean aperture on a camera?

Kitreena: I don’t know, it’s in bahasa.

Mommy: No, it’s not. It’s in English. It’s a term in photoghraphy. Aperture.

Kitreena: No! The kids at my dance class always ask me ‘apa cher’.

Mommy: Ohhhh! Apa cher for ‘apa cerita’!

Kitreena: What’s ‘apa cerita’?

Mommy: It means like ‘what’s up’ or ‘what’s the story’.

Kitreena: Why can’t they say ‘apa cerita’?

Mommy: Because they are lazy and they are cacat.

Kitreena: What’s cacat?

Mommy: They are disabled in the brain. They can’t say words that have more than one syllable.

Kitreena: Ha ha ha! But really, in English you can’t say ‘what’s the store‘ for ‘what’s the story’. A story is a story, not a store.

Mommy: Ah well, sweetheart. That’s why I am writing a book about my people.

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Apa Ce Ca, Bo? = Apa Cerita Cacat, Boleh?

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We were on our way to Yamaha for his piano class, just the two of us in the car.

Edrick: Mommy, I think I don’t wanna go to school anymore.

Mommy: What do you mean you think you don’t wanna go to school anymore?

Edrick: I think I don’t wanna stay in school anymore.

Mommy: What do you mean, baby?

Edrick: I just don’t feel like it anymore.

Mommy: But why, sweetheart? What happened at school?

Edrick: I am tired of all the hard work at school.

Mommy: What hard work?

Edrick: Writing and writing and counting and counting and division and multiplication. All the hard work is harrrrrddd.

Mommy: Okkkaayyyy. So what are you going to do if you don’t wanna go to school anymore?

Edrick: I don’t know.

Mommy: You have to do something. Everybody has got to be doing something, ya know?

Edrick: Like what?

Mommy: Like… working. If you don’t wanna go to school, it looks like you have to start looking for a job.

Edrick: *is shocked and has his eyes and his mouth wide open*

Mommy: But you have to be really good at something, only then will someone hire you to work with them.

Edrick: But I am not old enough to work.

Mommy: So what are you going to do in the meantime, then? Until you are old enough to work?

Edrick: How many more years, Mom?

Mommy: Ohhh ten. Maybe twelve years.

Edrick: That’s longgggggg!

Mommy: Yup, so what are you going to do for twelve years if you are not in school?

Edrick: I am not sure.

Mommy: Look, if you stay in school, you get smarter and smarter every year. And when you finish school, you move on to university to become even smarter. And then because of your smartness, the university will give you a degree. With your smartness degree, you are able to get a great job and really good pay. Thennnn, you can do whatever you want with yourself and your life. And your own money.

Edrick: Okay okay okay! I’ll stay in school and go to university, Mom.

Mommy: Ohhhh that’s the best news I have ever heard in my life!

Edrick: Are you sure I can do WHATEVER I want when I have my own job and my own money?

Mommy: Absolutely sure!

Edrick: Okay then, Mommy. I will go to school everyday from now on.

Mommy: You have been going to school everyday, baby.

Edrick: Oh yeah!

Mommy: *thinks that her son would make a good lawyer because WHATEVER she thinks can, and will be used against her soon or sooner*

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On the way back from school…

Edrick: Kitreena, could you please stop singing that song?

Kitreena: But I like singing it.

Edrick: But could you please stop it, I am trying to take a nap.

Kitreena: Go ahead, take your nap.

Edrick: But I can’t do it when you sing that song.

Kitreena: Why not?

Edrick: Because your singing makes my brain tell me to dance!

*Kitreena sings louder*

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