when a 5 year old outsmart you

gosh,
i had a blog and its supposed to have more than one post. ha ha.. before november comes by and announce this blog's first anniversary i better blabber something - here i am posting nonetheless, my smiles and my pouts and what pours from my spouts as i shout!!

alahai, my youngest ws 5 then, now he is 6! almost a year has lapsed .. so many has happenned but i guess age catches up and you give that as an excuse but maybe, come to think of it just maybe, i just don't have the time (and guts) to blurt anything

let me share something here now that it is fresh in my mind. soon.. i know .. i would lose it all!!
memories with my loved ones are those that i treasured most and they soon fade as time goes by and most when i try to recall doesn't seem to be so cherised because i have forgotten much about its details

my youngest dzaref luqman at one time when he ws 5 said to me in the car .. "mum, what is 'compromise'?" "err darling.. can i tell you later? maybe after we have feched nawal, let me look it up in the children's dictionary or something?" (excuses - i ws thinking, how do i explain compromise in a sentence that a 5 year old would comprehend? excuses...)

"its ok mum, luqman said calmly.."(too calmly?) ".. i know, my friend told me already. Compromise is taking turns.. sharing things..correct or not mum?"
ha? what friend? who? "tell me amman, who is your friend? sohhh pandai! i really must meet this friend and the mother, sohh pandai one!!!

"its just a friend"..said amman.
"tell ibu laa, your friend is sohh pandai, must meet his/her mum lah!" coax ibu
"well .. my friend's name is ..mickey mouse"
"whaa..t?"

and luqman gave me his most innocent smile and said, "pandai kan mickey mouse.. so when we reach home, can i watch cartoon network?" snicker..snicker.. you got me there, son. hmm..

salam