My baby girl turns six today! Hurray!
I began to know her when she was 4 years old. When I met her for the first time, she wore a white T-shirt with Princess from Mario Bros on it, leggings and a red hijab that was already too small for her and kept sliding away from her head. Men really don’t know how to dress a girl, do they?
Anyway, she and her brothers stole my heart. Well, and their father too! Hehehe.
When I first met her, she still could not read. She had this cute little voice that made you want to squeeze her real tight and apparently lots of energy. She couldn’t stop moving, and laughing, and jumping. And she was tiny.
She still is tiny, and after lots of tears and negotiations, she finally knows how to read. And she reads everything. One day when I was teaching her English, she read a passage from her book and her pronunciation is good. It’s just a matter of time before I give her her own copy of Jane Eyre and Rebecca, Enyd Blyton’s novels and Lima Sekawan… right?
Anyway, Dza is still learning about months and given that we’ve been stuck at home for months (since before she graduated from kindergarten and until the first semester of new academic year) she pretty much doesn’t know what month it is. One thing she knows for sure, September is her birthday. Ever since her eldest brother Day’s birthday on May she’s been asking how long it is until her birthday. She cried when she saw Day got his birthday present. I tried to explain that kids get their present on their birthday. That she was gonna get her own turn, and when she gets her present, her brothers won’t because it’s not their birthday. And then she cried even louder. Ehehehe.
In August, Dil the middle one was having his birthday. Dza asked again when is her turn, but this time the tone was different. Instead of got teary eyed, she smiled and said, “Oh, mine is next month! Yayyy!” Then she told me that she wanted a pink birthday cake and that she wanted story books and stationery for her birthday.
Finally.
I have one child that doesn’t ask for toys as birthday present.
I have one child that asked for books on her birthday!
I ordered her birthday cake from my mother’s high school friends who own a catering company. I like the taste of her cooking and practically it was either my mother’s cooking or hers that I ate since I was a child. I wanted a minimalist birthday cake with soft pink icing and multi color sprinkle on it. The cake was vanilla with mocca cream filling. It tasted exactly what I wanted and the kids liked it: a little bit sweet with a hint of mocca flavor.
Somehow, my husband also ordered a birthday cake for Dza’s birthday from our sister in law… so the girl got two birthday cakes at once. Dza really enjoyed her birthday and she practically ate birthday cakes for two days. You lucky girl!
Later that day she slid a letter through my bedroom door. She likes to create little doodles and messages on small papers.
Happiest birthday, Dza!
May Allah SWT always bless, guide and protect you.
Be a girl like what Mommy always say: sholehah, bertanggung jawab, berbakti pada orang tua, peka, rajin, mandiri, pemberani. Go and be that type A girl I know you could be.
Oh and keep that sparkles in your eyes.
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