Last night, daddy went to bowl. Mommy, at 10:00, after RockstarINXS,
bathed Azam Zikry up, fed him and shut the light off. He tossed around
the bed, grinning and laughing whenever he can. Mommy was trying to be
very very quiet, so that he'll go to sleep. Occasionally pulled him when
mommy thinks he was about to fall off from the bed. When mommy's
patience was going thin (and mommy gotta go down and make that kuah mee
rebus for tomorrow), mommy picked him up and hugged him. He, lying on
his tummy, put his chin on mommy's chest and dozed off.
Mommy said nothing no more and stroke his back. The two slept that way.
And the kuah mee rebus is gone.
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