I apologize for the blog downtime. I have successfully managed to use up all my bandwidth and had to wait for the first of the month for the server to reset.. Thank you all for writing to me and asking if I was ok. I hope to find a new hosting site and any recommendations are welcome.

Last Tuesday was the first day of new school year. Thursday  ( The only day the shops are opened until 9 pm, the rest of the days, the closing time is 6pm) before the school opened, when I came back in the evening, Yaya was waiting for me with a list of all the things she and her siblings need. She had gone through the last year’s supplies that the three of them brought back from school at the end of the year, crossed out the ones we already have and made a list. We went to Officewroks and bought everything in her list. I had an assignment to do and I let her sort out everyone’s supplies.

The night before school reopened, I thought of how excited I used to be to go back to school and remembered Amma sitting down until midnight wrapping our textbooks and notebooks in brown paper and writing our names on the name label. Then it occurred to me that I haven’t written the name on Baby’s workbooks. Yaya had already packed Baby’s school supplies in her school bag and I took the workbooks out to write the name only to find that my precious oldest child had already named each and every item in Baby’s bag in a beautiful handwriting very similar to my mother’s.

I often complain that Yaya doesn’t even wash the drinking glass or help me vacuum the house or this or that. Yet, she does so much. I overlook the little things..