MUST WRITE AWAY

It's been hours, days and nights since my last post...on Sunday. Today is Wednesday...yes, in another 15 minutes it would surely and definitely be Thursday. Oh how fast time flies. I have not been productive these few months, nor have I been progressing with what I have been doing all these years.

Tonight, at this instant, although I am a bit sleepy but I am determined to write something so that it would show a new post in some blogs' links, that is, if they have me added. Even if they have not, it is okay. They would still come by (like me, I pay constant visit to their's) for they too want to see updates from this Malaysian granny blogger. Am I right?

To begin with let me share some updates of Harith. I am not being fair to leave him aside (not mentioning anything these few days), lying on his tummy up, tummy down, head up, head down, turning and twisting till his body is on the carpet then the floor...he enjoys touching those surfaces that we do not normally allow him touching.

1.3.2008 was the aqiqah ceremony day for Harith. He was all dressed up, put in a borrowed crib from aunty Hannah Sarah...the pillow case was kept and passed down from Mama...it was done by great grand mother, MA. Mama was by Harith's side before it all begun.

Aqiqah literally means cut and this word is often used for the hair of a new born baby that is cut or shaved.

Aqiqah is defined as the animal that is slaughtered on the occasion when the hair of a new born is shaved. (Of course the animal here, was not slaughtered in the mosque but elsewhere).
 

The performance of aqiqah is sunnah muakkkadah ( highly encouraged ).It is to be performed by the parents or the guardians of the child.

Prophet Muhammad pbuh and his companions used to perform aqiqah when they were bestowed with a new born.

Always keep myself busy just like my grandma. I am actually showing off my new hair-style...fine little hair showing on my head. Was all shaved up after the aqiqah ceremony.

Okay I am all done...I finished reading hardly any page but actually there was little to read on each page. There was only a few words and diagrams to see...that's all. The cloth underneath Harith is called songket. It is hand woven from silver thread. Used in a man as sampin, worn atop a pair of baju melayu (perhaps tourism terengganu might have some pictures on this item).  During the aqiqah ceremony, a thin cushion was put inside it as a soft mattress to carry Harith.

YES, after reading Harith goes to work in the little office that we have at home, SOHO (small office home office). All done up, isn't it? He is surely serious...about going to work.

Getting some rest after coming home from work...relaxing in mom's bed...all well barricade in case Harith falls off the bed.

 



After a hard days work, Harith is ready to retire but before he does, here is a special post for every blogger. So long, nighty nite.

Lots of love from a charming little prince....