Fruits from our garden

Ikesha's favourite cherries


Our nona fruit


The guava is especially good this year

Sunday is my gardening day. We no longer have space on the ground as I do keep a corner empty for our balloon race and water play. So today I bought cheap terracota pots and planted two more pomergranate trees, two chili plants, limau kasturi and one kedondong tree to line the backyard.

I missed our passion-fruit that grew wildly on our back fence so I bought two to see how they will grow again. And I have finally added some colour to our garden having planted red flowering wild gingers, frangipani and cactus.

It was about 11.00am when we finished. Iman and Inas are home so the house is 'riuh-rendah'. Inas made cup-cakes and pizza. The younger sisters are thrilled. Yesterday we ALL went to do our hair including Little Ikesha, our favourite stylist Annie at the neighbourhood salon had her hands full!

A lovely weekend and we are still waiting for Rudi to wake up to take us out for roti canai!

The Wedding Reception last September

My quirky family


The cousins led by Arrif


Butterfly Ilena


Ikesha practising sitting quietly for more than two minutes


Ilena loving the moment


Steady steady


Quirky quirky

Irani at the piano

Our old piano is in severe need of tuning and overhaul. It has served us well ever since Iman took up piano so many years ago. Now one of my greatest joys is listening to Iman and Inas play the piano and violin respectively.

Last Sunday, Irani practiced three songs, Geylang Si Paku Geylang, Allouette and I am a Little Teapot for a recital she had planned with her teacher at school. Ilena practiced her Ode To Joy. Double joy!

Even though one key was out, the music sounded lovely to a mother's ears. And even Bik in the kitchen gave her stamp of approval to Geylang SiPaku Geylang. Irani then sang The Climb and Semporna while Ikesha belted out Insya'allah with the badminton racquet as her guitar!

Rudi and I had a wonderful concert to end the weekend!

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Irani was SO excited when she came home after her piano recital at school. Now she has a special place as she is the only one in the class who can play the piano. Her music teacher is now her special anchor.

Suddenly school work in not a chore but something to look forward to. Including maths!

My English teacher was my anchor, Mrs Khaw Choon Ean. I am glad Irani found hers.