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A Lolli by any other Name


Our lil one doesnt fancy candies much. The reason we confidently claim so is becos he has never looked at a candy the way he would at a toy or book or a DVD, for that matter. So we have always remembered that day when SZ actually took notice and insisted on one...in fact, just a day before he officially turned 24 months. And it was a Jolly Rancher Lolli (watermelon flavoured to be exact) from a neighbourhood party shop. Since then he would always request for a lollipop each time he spots one, altho not always Jolly Ranchers..haha. Just today he wanted another. So we made him say "Lolli-Pop" first. To which SZ somehow stuttered, "Lolli-Lop-Pop". We broke into laughter and decided SZ deserves the best lolli in the whole wide world for improvising a simple sweet name of a lollipop! more storieSZ...

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Ecstatic on the Express

By Abah & Ummy SZ

Langkawi Express

~random scribbles of sulaiman zafir~

Hello cheery chums! I have always played pretend to be on the train and pushed around carriages many a tracks for as long as I know. The last thing I thought I would do is to RIDE ON ONE. But Abah and Ummy made it happen and I’m ecstatic they did. Abah was the one who made this brilliant decision to take us all on the Langkawi Express. I’ve always thought long distances were best reached by airplanes…and I was proved wrong. We were Northbound, Penang to be exact…and I was told we’d onley be there in nothing less than 9 solid hours.  Will I survive? I thot at first but even when the train hasn’t actually started move, I’ve spotted things I might like on the train…1)there’s a bunk-side collapsible table which I turned into my own Sodor island 2)the double decker bunk which made my bed at home looked so boring 3) and of course, I get treated to a piece of banana cake and a bottle of mineral bottle for riding First Class (which we never did with the airlines). How’s that for starters? Okay let’s sit back and enjoy…and oh one more thing on trains we don’t need to strap ourselves to the seat..which is THE other great thing I liked! Choo..choo… (more)

Saddling up to the idea

By Abah & Ummy SZ

Riding School

~random scribbles of sulaiman zafir~

Hello cheery chums! I’m back and this time around my mood’s affected too but in a positive way. Abah and Ummy (accompanied by honorable Ninda) brought me over to the Mines Riding School to check on the horsies. I was a lil apprehensive at the start as it was my first time there.   We walked into the administrator’s office just to say that we’re going around the stables and Ummy discovered that her ex-instructor Lorna is no longer there. A lady there suggested that I should take the pony ride lessons~  well, I think NOT!. Thank you but not for now, ok. I’m fine on my own two feet. Really, I still have mixed feelings about them horsies.

It was a great pity I didn’t stock up carrots and apples before coming. It would have been great to able to feed them. Maybe next time..(Abah & Ummy pls read me). Well, Ninda for sure seemed to delight in patting and caressing the horses there. She must be reminiscing her good ol’ riding days, I supposed. Perhaps I should take up riding soon…so I can ride with Ninda-girl. We’ll see what the near future brings ;) Yee-haaa.

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Gone with the hair

By Abah & Ummy SZ

 

Hair Cut

~random scribbles of sulaiman zafir~

Hello cheery chums! This will be my first emotional entry.  My reputation could be at stake by the end of this entry but what the heck! The pix above is self-explanatory, and I’m not a bit proud of it. Anyway, yes! it was my 2nd ever haircut session (during my lifetime, thus far) and I freaked out.  Abah virtually gave up, even the hair stylist too. But Ummy insisted and kept on reassuring about how we should all believe in the calm after each storm.  Ummy practically wrapped me tight in her arms the whole time and I, gone berserk as soon as the pair of  scissors neared me, imagining they were some kind of bush hog or rotary cutter or even the shredder, mercilessly working above my head.  I shrieked! and i did not stop. The saloon assistants tried to avert my attention by bringing out those iconic cheeky monkeys…well, it worked but only for a tad while. I wasn’t easily duped. My scream pierced through the building walls once more. It went on for as long as the stylist took to get her job done. Then I’m off! I was so relieved and I know the people there were too. (more)

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