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once upon a norza

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sweet pea



A lot of people would have noticed that Aisyah looks like me. She's a 'mini Nor' as the hubby would always say. She's a lefty, throws tempers quite easily (ok, maybe she's in the terrible 3 stage but still...), obstinate and always wants to have the last words (ader aje alasan dier nak beri).

When I can't control my temper, I would raise my voice and nag at her as if she understands. Like most kids, Aisyah would always forget about everything and move on unlike us, adults. I would always feel bad of scolding her and apologising later for being too harsh. She would reply, "It's ok, Ibu." and give me a hug and plant a kiss on my cheek. And I thank Allah for this little lesson of forgiveness.
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At 2:59 PM, Blogger raggedyanne said...

she's like a photostat copy of you. hehe, really sweet indeed.

children, they do weird things to our hearts, eh? one time hati keras mcm batu, the next minute cair mcm aiskrim    



At 9:02 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

eh tak credit seyyy gambar satuuuuuuuu tu!!!

HAHAHAHAHHAHA    



At 7:56 AM, Anonymous norza said...

anne, yah lor.

eh unty, sumer nak credit. :P    



At 6:51 PM, Blogger madame blossom said...

that's very sweet.

when i was going to give birth to my 2nd one.. i kesian sangat kat the 1st one.. then i was going to give birth to the 3rd one.. kesiankan the 2nd one.. and then the 4th one.. kesian the 3rd one.. now I just try to make sure i show enough love to all :)    



At 9:23 PM, Anonymous norza said...

madame blossom, tuh lah. kiter baru ternangis-nangis ingatkan aisyah pat romah nenek dier tuh. :/    



At 5:51 PM, Anonymous aishah said...

haha ya lor she looks like you. i remember last time got this picture of you and kakak kecik at mak's house and its exactly the same!! =)
aisyah so cute.    



At 1:55 AM, Blogger BabyBooned said...

by now u've beranak-ed already!!! hope everything's going great..    



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