What wakes you up in the morning?

Bunster: Wake up Mao! Need to go to school! Wake up!

Mao: Zzzzzzzzzzzz

Bunster: Wake up! We're going to school!

Mao: Sit up with a happy face- trying to open his sleepy eyes. Hurray! We're going to the zoo!

Bunster: Not ZOO, SCHOOL!

Mao: Oh! Goes back to sleep. Zzzzz.

Bunster: Mao! Mao!

Mao: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

I know I'll be awake if you tell me that I don't have to go to school today as well.

Did you enjoy your day?

I attended and witnessed the Holy Matrimony 2 special people on saturday. The wedding was a simple but beautiful one. I teared (although I was trying hard not to)

I enjoyed the day.

On Sunday, I brought Maoster for a swim along with Aung and Godma. He smiled to me sweetly in the car and told me: "Mummy, I had fun today!"

I enjoyed the day.

Today as I was walking back to the staff room, a student that I taught briefly for half a semester, saw me, smiled and stretched out her arms: " Can I hug you teacher?" I embraced her.

I enjoyed Today.

God gave us such moments in our daily lives to remind us that HIS love exist.

Do enjoy your day - Although I know its MONDAY! :)

Spending quiet time with your loved ones is a great enjoyment

Stopping the sands of time...

PS: For those who have a more hectic lifestyle than me and are mocking at my lack of capability to find time in this schedule... just shut up.

Mondays to Fridays. 7am in the car to ferry Maoster to mom's place and school.

Mondays to Fridays. 8 am to 5:30pm (officially) in school, trying to make a difference. Sometimes.

Mondays to Fridays. 8pm. Getting Maoster and us back home. (mostly)

Mondays to Fridays. 10pm. Wondering when Maoster will sleep cos I am already so tired.

Wednesdays night - Maoster will be starting on Berries. Oh yes, that mother tongue of his.

Friday nights (twice a month) 8pm to 10pm - Church

Saturdays (3pm) Maoster music class.

In betweens and sometimes, more stuffs occupies my evenings. This repeats itself till I dunno when?



And hey, someone told me that I need to set time for my son to sit down and learn how to write. And also, how about engaging him into more PLAY TIME and not DVD time... when did Maoster's hair become so long that warrants a haircut? Where did he learn to say things like - the plane is flying through the sky, and all that negotiation skills.



When will I have time to sit down and start to pick up writing.

When will I have time or the opportunity to sing in a performing choir like I used to.

When will I have time to play a game of scrabble?

When will I have that frame of mind to enjoy God's creation and wonders in my daily life.



And when I DO have the time, I will be too tired or lack of focus to do the things I wanted to do when I have the time!

All right, I think my doctor is right. I am HORMONAL. I better go pop my medicine.

Maintaining Peace

In the morning before I rushed off to work, I was trying to find my diamond earrings.

I can't find it! And I remembered that I just did my spring cleaning around the table top and fears of me throwing away close to 5K worth of stones by mistake was just toooooooooo much to bear.

I really panicked! I was like... shit! Did I throw them away! Then, I feel that I need to go to the toilet, that always happens when I panic. Panic has a laxative effect on me.

I called for help. Aung who was sleeping still, came to the rescue while I was in the toilet and peering my head out of the door at the same time for some updates on my missing stones.

And then, Aung found a box that I kept these stones. I was eternally grateful.

He then declared and gave me a smile: " There is peace now again, on bunny's land!" He went back to bed.

Today is one day, I remembered why I married my husband. He saved my world and he maintained peace.

Sunshine Wishes

at 6.55am this morning when I whispered in his ear that today is Daddy's Birthday.

He gave the biggest sunshine smile and rolled over to his daddy and said:

" TODAY IS YOUR BIRTHDAY YOU KNOW?

and in his cutest voice, he continued, " HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DADDY!"

And we all know what Daddy wants for his birthday..... don't you?