The following occured this morning:-

Scenario: We were inside a tight-packed bus number 28, on the way to school. We spied an empty seat right at the back - you know the LONG seat right at the end of the bus. Me and Pau2 moved over. I put Pau2 on my lap. He smelled so nice.

Anyways, he noticed this EMERGENCY EXIT sign on one of the windows (see pic). You know, each bus has an emergency exit door at the back.

Pau2: Ibu! See! Window cannot run.

I looked up at the sign and smiled.

Pau2: See! Window cannot run. Window must walk.

I was fighting to keep my laughter to myself.

The following occured this morning.

Scenario: Hubs and I were preparing the boys for school. Hubs was brushing Imin's teeth. Pau2 was wrapped up in towel. He tried to climb the bed. I said NO, PLEASE REMOVE THE TOWEL FIRST. He insisted. I resisted. I undo the towel. He got angry. His face started to crumble. He climbed on the bed. But not before he landed a soft kick to my lower calf.

I eyeballed him and asked: You kick Ibu?

His face started to crumble more.

Me: You cannot beat Ibu. You know what is this? (I showed him the sole of my right foot). This is PARADISE. Only Ibu has Paradise. Ayah also dun have.

Imin, while being put on his school uniform by Hubs, and being the ever inquisitive boy, interrupted: Why, Ibu?

Me: Because Ibu is special. Women are special. Only women have paradise at their feet.

Imin: Why, Ibu?

Hubs: Because last time, Ibu went to a special school.

After being dressed by Hubs, Imin walked up to me and asked: Now, you go to special work or not?

Me and Hubs rolled laughing on the floor.

* The status of women in Islam is so highly exalted that Paradise is said to be on the sole of their feet, as mentioned by Rasul s.a.w.

There were a lot of things I want / needed to do over the past weekend. There are / were many things that I need / ed to get off my chest via this blog. And I also noticed that Sab and Blossom have updated their blogs a couple of weeks ago (these are two interesting people whose life accounts are worth reading eg, Blossom's constant forrays to KL and Sab's life-long battle with lizards worldwide) but to this day, I have not have the time / appetitte / mood / whatever to actually sit down and read through.

But still, I find this weekend, particularly last week's, raced by so fast, like lightning. Or even sound. Before I knew it, Saturday's gone and Sunday came. And before I even realise what had happened, Sunday bade us goodbye and now comes Monday.

Despite having travelled from one end of the island to the other on Saturday, and despite playing two hardcore sessions of badminton with Hubs on Sunday (which left us both with stiff necks and temporary right side paralysis today), I still find weekend's too short, or even non existant. Time with family, boys and Hubs is so darn limited. One quarter of Fri, entire Sat and three quaters of Sun only. How can?

Anyways, a piece of good news - a colleague of mine - I shall call her KERMIT, because often her MSN shows Kermit's picture, sms-ed me on Sat - VICHY HAVING 20% SALE!

I swear by Vichy. Very good. I like. May cost a bit but just a drop is sufficient. Maybe this good news was the highlight of my too-short weekend.

Looking forward to Friday already.

Pau2 is now able to ride on his own, albeit with the assistance of two extra wheelies. Prob get him his own bike for his upcoming birthday. He calls himself Dr Man Man now (after ILMAN), his brother Dr Min Min (after Imin) and his father Dr Ya Ya (after Ayah).

Me? It's Dr Bu Bu (after Ibu).

Sigh, my boys are growing up. A bit too fast for my liking.

Anyways, a lot of things have happened since the last time I blog. To me, to my boys, to our health, the passing of Mother's Day, the gifts that I received... bla bla. Most dramatically is Imin's changed personality, ever since he recovered from his week-long fever. A LOT of things have happened.

However, I am still in zombie land. I have not been able to document all these. Why? It's too overwhelming. And I am still not 100% OK yet.