WAKE UP IMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!! By Musfira.

Ok. A few nights ago I tried to wake Iman up for suhoor…but no.  She wouldn’t wake up.  I tried to wake her up. Here is a list of unsuccessful techniques I tried to use: #1 Shaking her #2 Yelling in her ear #3 Robbing her of her blankie #4 Ice in a bag on…

MashaAllah, Musfira.

So MashaAllah, Musfira is getting taller, cheekier, and slightly wiser every day.  She has taken to gently correcting me and educating me throughout my day, sharing the wisdom of her many years – all three and a half of them – and the result is so adorably awesome that I almost hate disagreeing with her.…

Must… not… break… salah!

I’m trying to concentrate on prayer, and the following conversation transpires before me:

Musfira: Iman, canna have a cotton candy?

Iman: Musfira, these are cotton balls, not cotton candy.

Musfira; Notta candy?

Iman: No, it’s not candy. Do you know what this is made of?

Really Oughtta be a National Holiday…

Alhamdulillah, our office has finally been moved into the premises of the larger organisation that we are joining.  It’s a real office.  With real people.  And when you’re me, every day is Take Your Toddler to Work Day! I think Musfira likes it so far.  We get up, have breakfast, get out of our pj’s,…

Got caught

I woke up this morning, and I noticed that Musfira was already awake and singing in her crib. I wanted to use the bathroom before picking her up and activating Mommy Mode for the day, so I stood up quickly when she was looking the other way, starting tiptoeing and then-