We're still getting through exams in our house. I get up each morning at 6 o'clock to get breakfast ready. Yusef is miserable to wake up in the morning. I have to call him about 8 times before he finally drags himself out of bed. But worse than that is Ibrahim, Today he had to be physically picked up (by his father) and carried to the bathroom, held over the sink and dowsed with water. That was of course after I spent about 15 minutes trying to wake up his father. I set my alarm and get up... why can't everyone else in my house do that?
My day begins at six in the morning and finishes after midnight. It's a long day! When all the kids finally finish their exams I will get to sleep a bit later... but most likely I will get up early... and enjoy the peace and quiet while everyone sleeps in.
On another note... It's my father's birthday today. He'd have been 81-years old if he were still alive.... sigh.. I miss you Dad.
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
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hehehehehe , mum suffers the same when waking us up and our father, even when she travels, she keeps ringing everyone an hour earlier to be sure someone has woke up!!
ReplyDeleteMay Allah Help you through these days ^_^