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…
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.…
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?
Our lil family has a favorite game, and the way it’s won is by preserving momma’s sanity with three children and no volume control. We stick to animals to keep it simple, and a turn always starts with the phrase “I’m thinking of an animal,” followed by three clues. We play the guessing game during…
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,…
These days, there are four magic words from Musfira’s mouth that cause me to go into instant state of anxiousness.
“Mama, I hep yoo!”
200 grams of Hersheys unsweetened cocoa powder
1 cup (that’s it, one plastic cup)
1 flat, dry work surface. Preferably a coffee table.
20 minutes of suspicious silence…
Musfira comes skipping excitedly into my room:
Musfira: Momma! Iss somefing!
Momma: Yes dear?
Musfira: Somefing inna body went pffft!
(Musfirs grabs her bottom with both hands and grins)
Musfira asks Momma for a cookie.
Momma gives Musfira a cookie.
Musfira receives the cookie and folds it carefully into a tissue and…
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-