so i'm the most tolerant aunt / nanny around
[ soundcheck : you're beautiful - james blunt ]
i worry. amira has a new way of getting my attention. she licks me. yes she bloody licks me. my hands and even the trackpants i'm wearing now. she would lick me and then whine. for those not in the know, amira's not a cat okay. she's my year-old niece.
she was licking me to ask me to read her pussy cat book to her. i've read that book to her a thousand times. but that's not the reason i'm reluctant to read it again. the reason is, that book has bad grammar okay. check this out:
pussy cat pussy cat
where have you been
i've been to london
to visit the queen
pussy cat pussy cat
WHAT DID YOU THERE
i frightened a little mouse
under the chair
hullo? WHAT DID YOU THERE? i will not let amira be brought up in a world where nursery books have grammatical errors! tsk. i think that mistake was made purposely. in order to make reading flowing nicely. you know, same number of syllables and all that.
oh i know why. it's printed in china. OH.
she was supposed to be sleeping but got distracted by all the toys and books in the room. but now she's sedated. why? because she sat on a toy army tank, thinking she's supposed to ride on it like a rocking chair, ended up keeled over and landed on her head. it wasnt a hard fall and she didnt cry but i think she was shocked into silence. and now she's quietly lying on the bed, drinking milk while sporadically calling my name and then proceeded to grin manically and then talking to herself. this is how she is before she goes to sleep. mindless chattering and then off to lala land.
my god she fell off the bed again! what is wrong with this kid?? but dont panic, she's not hurt. and now she's really quiet. peace.
sometimes i'm glad my upstairs my neighbour blasts her radio. because while taking my shower just now, i was listening to 'yesterday once more' and dancing along to it while brushing my teeth. it's therapeutic, i tell you. mouthing the words while making up the choreography. fun. i wonder if i could request songs from her.
these days i have a habit of making up out-of-rhythm dance moves while listening to music in the most bizarre of situations. in the shower and then while dressing after the shower. when waiting for my hair to dry while being wrapped in the towel or waiting for my mud mask to dry. really, fun.
i discovered an indonesian radio station. the frequency's between perfect 10 and power 98's. it's a batam station and the songs are really, really good. but the djs suck. they sound like they're reading the news all the time.
now amira's playing with the curtain while standing on the bed. i cant get some peace around this house!
