To love, to share. To learn from one another. To remind ourselves children are amazing gifts, beautiful amanah from Allah.

For every moment photographed, love is spread.

Alhamdulillah, for a chance waking up to beautiful little people, spoiling us with their big, big LOVE.

These are visual stories of our children. One week at a time. In shaa Allah.


Showing posts with label week 07. Show all posts
Showing posts with label week 07. Show all posts

Saturday, 14 February 2015

week 7 | WET (8-14 Feb)




Abg Ghazi. The water baby. 
And, the new discovery this morning.
Adik, is also the baby dugong in the making -___-'
haha





The Crab, daddy and mommy named you.

Partly because you were born a Cancer. Mainly because you have always loved being in the water. Most of the times, you played in the swimming pool with the other children. Sometimes, when the pool was all yours, you created a world of your own.

Prancing, dancing, splashing.





Pure joy. A must do activity every time after washing your school shoes.






















 Izlin

I envy all the photos before mine as it was my dream shot - I dreamt of photographing them playing outdoor when I took the opportunities to spray them with water . However, my babies are all under the weather (sniff-sniff, cough, sneeze), I think I had to let go of the idea. This shot came by when I was thinking what would be the perfect idea/shot for this week's theme.
Hence, those wet, sticky lips.
My Faith was enjoying his cup of yogurt (praying that my photo suits this week's theme). :)

A WET sloppy kiss, anyone? ;)





Suddenly in need of a stylist. Because Baba (your unofficial barber since birth) or that Indian barber you sometimes go to couldn't give what you want.

Well, my Cheekyface, sometimes we must be clear on the "need" and the "want". A "need" is something you must have and cannot do without whereas the "want" is something not absolutely necessary but would be nice for you to have.

"Yes, okay, Mommy. I "need" to get a haircut and I "want" it to be like this (pointing to the photo of a rock star I couldn't remember who), can? "

Talk about being sensible, eh? Hmm... anak mommy dah besar.



Maznie


Bila sesekali dapat jumpa swimming pool,macam ni lah jadinya,berendam sampai kecut !










Min Mohd

Hero mama nyanyi pada mama...

You had my heart, and we'll never be worlds apart
Maybe in magazines, but you'll still be my star
Baby 'cause in the dark, you can't see shiny cars
And that's when you need me there
With you, I'll always share

Because when the sun shines, we'll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end

Now that it's raining more than ever
Know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella









Milin Kassim


Wednesday, 19 February 2014

week 7

http://www.littlestori.com/

That look in your eyes, and that smile.  They tell everything.  It was a brief moment.  I could have missed it, but alhamdulillah that very fleeting moment is now a tangible memory for you to cherish one day.  That one instant look.  The look of happiness, contentment, pride and achievement all at the same time beaming on your face when you look at the number 4.

You had been anticipating your big day even weeks before.  You could not wait and kept asking us how soon would it be.  Yet along the wait you surprised us with a few milestones.  Masha Allah!

You are now our little big girl.  Leaving way behind your babyhood and toddler-hood phases.  Yet you are still the same girl we know.  The girl with a very strong personality. You are one determined little lady, loving freedom and very independent too.  A little person with a mind of her own.  Beside that strong personality you are blessed with a fun, loving character.  A charming and witty little girl that we all love.

To my little princess, I pray that Allah bless you with a strong determination to do good and to do what is right, stand up for justice and to help those in need. And may your witty and charming personality are put in good use.  May you be the light that shines and brightens up those around you, especially the ones in need. May you strive for excellence - the ones exemplified by Rasulullah, his family and sahabah - and achieve your dreams, inspire and bringing others up along with you.  Remember to always respect the elderly, and be kind and gentle to the young too. To deal with people justly, stand up for truth yet in a kind way.  And most importantly may Allah bless you with a humble heart who loves Allah, and always long to please Him.  A kind, gentle and loving soul who always put Allah and His Rasul first and foremost in her life.  A grateful servant of Allah.

http://www.eyesofgrace.net

Ini petang-petang cara kita. Exercise Mama bilang. Kamu dengan basikal biru kesayanganmu dan yang mengiringi kamu : Abah membonceng Mama menaiki motosikal. Kan exercise mama bilang?! Ketawa. Tapi bila sampai di hujung jalan itu, Mama turun dari motorsikal lalu berjalan di sebelah kamu yang mengayuh laju. Tidak terkejar mama. Badan mama sudah berat. Petang itu kita joli-joli menghibur hati. Apatah lagi cuaca cukup cerah, walau panas terasa harmoni. Saat kamu mama tercungap mengejar, Abah melihat sahaja, senyum-senyum, dapat Mama lihat kepuasan di matanya. Barangkali puas dapat menghabiskan petang kita seperti ini. Balik rumah kamu mengambil tabung. Mengagak-agak sudah berapa banyak duit syiling yang sekian lama kamu simpan. Kamu datang dekat mama, lantas membisik..

"Mama, duit Irfan dah banyak. Dah boleh beli basikal untuk Mama dengan Abah. Nanti kita naik basikal sama-sama ok?"

Lalu Mama bingkas terus untuk ke tandas. Konon mama mahu membuang air. Walhal sebenarnya Mama mahu menyorokkan mata yang mula berkaca. Dalam terharu, Mama bahagia!










The Sleeping Child

Often I sit here and watch you sleep,
Always trying to figure out the
Secrets that you keep.

Do you wonder why the sky is blue?
And do you wonder what it means
When I say, "I love you?"

What are you dreaming with your
Eyes shut so tight?
And if it scares you, Can I
Make it right?

Can you understand the
Love that I feel?
And will you always know
What I feel is real?

This is what I wonder when I
see you fast asleep,
Always trying to figure out
The secrets that you keep.

Author Unknown

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