How time flies!

Wasn’t not too long ago that she was born, all wrinkly and wet, with hair sticking out and barely a whimper which through the first few weeks turned its volume up, really well?

And yesterday, the 9th January 2010, Aliya turned 12. Twelve yeard old.  Dua belas tahun. Typing it 3 times in different manners didn’t make it any easier to digest. My baby is 12 years old. Another year and she’ll be in her teens. This sure puts damper on my youthfulness (or not).

Well, I should report that Aliya is a really big girl now. She’s really tall and in a couple of inches, she’ll dwarf me. Now, instead of 4, I only have 3 shorties looking up at me. Hahaha!

Aliya is always very responsible to her brother and sisters and Ariz, especially adores her. In the absence of me, Ariz prefers Aliya and never the helper or Ayisha. She plays the role very well too which is really good to know as I do envision my children to be able to take care of themselves and among each other.

She’s in year 6 of school now, the most taxing of primary school right here in Malaysia and she’s feeling the pressure since her cousin, Norsyamsina  scored the coveted 5A. I told her to just focus on her studies and not get too stressed out. MrGart seems to think that my no-pressure strategy sounded fake. Sheesh!

Fashion-sense I think the past year I’ve been buying more tweens and more and more Roxy-ish styles for her. She loves that and now scorns what her sisters are wearing. She’s got this penchant for very abstract, swirly kinda designs and well safe to say, everything in Roxy. Jeans for her, I’ve been buying a heck of a lot too since she’s getting taller by the minute and outgrows them fast. She only wears jeans now and skirts are a major no-no.

She hit puberty too last month and that was a relief as she’s been expecting it like for a year, at least.  Yikes!

Anyways.

I plan to have a little do for her, invite a few friends, bake a cake and cook something up.  Unfortunately the house is in a ship wreck.  Our renovation is in full swing.  The walls dividing the 2 houses (we bought the house next door and making into ONE home) have come down and although my contractor/designer erected a wall with a curtain to prevent flying dust, there’s a film of dust everywhere.  I have a feeling by next month, the kithen’s closed.

So, I told Aliya that once the house is ready, we’ll do a doa selamat do.  And we’ll have her party then, when the house is insyaallah bigger and she can have more of her friends around.

In the mean time, Happy Birthday Aliya!

Daddy, Mummy, AYisha, Adani and Ariz love you so the very much!