once upon a norza

"Ibu, when can I stop squeezing this orange? My hands are getting tired, you know."

I am now trying to instill housekeeping skills into the girls and they seem to be enjoying them...well, for now. Aisyah now puts her plates on the kitchen sink when she's done eating her snacks and helps a bit in the kitchen. When you're small, everything seems exciting.

Yes, I admit, it isn’t efficient. It is messy most of the times and I get frustrated at times. I just wiped the kitchen counter just now because the girls spilled some flour mixture while arguing who gets to whisk it. BUT...it is training them in life learning. They need to understand that we need to work together to make things happen. They need to be responsible and help whenever they can. I believe that this will make them impotant and be more competent.

When the situation arises, they don't need to be all panicky to get things done. Just like I did when my parents went to umrah years back and I had to look after Aisyah all by myself and cook my own meals. And I realised that I can't depend on my mothers to cook for me. I have to be able to take care of my children (and husband :p) and feed them well too. Of course, I still have a long way to go to that agak'ration level like my moms who do everything by taste. They just chopped this and that and throw everything in a pot, some salt and pepper and there you have it...a delicious meal!

My husband has begun to like some of my dishes and I like it. It gives me hope. That I can be a good Ibu to the girls and someday they will tell their friends that "My Ibu cooks the best _________ (fill in the blank with their favourite food)!"

Sarah was hopping around when she stepped on a toy and cried in pain. Aisyah immediately took the bottle of minyak telon from my room and massaged her sister's foot. "See. I sayang you, you know. You aje asyik nak cobit and marah kakak aje!"