Miki at the rumah yang takde TV

For those who are friends with me on Facebook would have probably known about the mishap that has happened to us on Tuesday. Although it was quite a scare but I am still thankful that it didn’t go any worse and although the total loss value was high but it was still minimal. Neither would I want to declare ourselves unlucky for the fact that in every 2 or 3 “bad lucks”, we have been getting 10 to 20 super duper good luck or rezeki.

For those who sent us texts, emails, calls, messages and visits; THANK YOU VERY MUCH!  We really appreciate it! All my friends are the best! Love you guys…

Last night we went out to get some groceries and on the way back I asked Miki to identify our house and see if he knows where he lives. I pointed to every single house on our block as we passed by them and correctly he answered “No…”

When we were finally reaching ours, Miki said, “Ni lah…. Rumah baru yang dah takde TV tu!”. I didn’t know if I wanted to cry or laugh.

Miki is really catching up on English. Somebody asked in the earlier comments about our medium language at home and I didn’t get a chance to answer. The truth is, contrary to popular practice, Azman and I speak to our son 95% Malay and 3% English and 2% screaming lyrical nonsense in a fusion of both languages with a tinge of French.  Just kidding. (Actually it’s Tamil.)

For some reason Miki likes to speak in English nowadays. I don’t know why. He can converse in up to ten bahasa penjajah English sentences already, excluding individual English words. I don’t know where he picked them up. Maybe just Spongebob. I am pretty pleased with this milestone considering other kids his age haven’t started to speak any language at all. As much as I am pleased I am also very amused with all the verbal mistakes that he makes. Like

1) “Mummy!!!! Apa that?” while pointing at our car. When I answered that it should be WHAT IS THAT not APA THAT and that’s Mummy’s car, he would reply “Ini car Gen2 lah!” and look at me funny. Eh eh… Motipp bertanya in the first place??

2) He crawled under his Daddy’s big heavy legs while the big guy was lying down on the bed, and when he got stucked he screamed for help “LET YOU GO! LET YOU GO!” It’s ‘let me go’, son and ada sapa-sapa suruh ko menyelit kat situ? Nasib baik tak kena kentut!

3) At times, it’s just bad grammar. “How are you do, Mummy?” It is supposed to be “How are you doing, Mummy?” or “How do you do, Mummy?”

Nak speaking sangat… kan dah grammar bertabur… Tapi nak buat camana… ikut mak dia…
Have a nice weekend guys!