Omar turned 3 last week and Irsyad is 11 tomorrow. Time flies too fast. Omar is starting to hate my cuddling him.. Irsyad is definitely turning into a tween who's half teenager and half kid. Before I know it, I'll be left alone at home when everybody goes to school (not to mention eventually they will leave us to get married!!). No more babies to cuddle, to bathe, to feed. But a lot of serious mind psyche to raise them. Eh really? I guess it's a gradual thing that we have to take one a time.
Happy birthday boys. I hope I am a good mom to you since you were born and I hope you love me as much as I love you. Wuahhhhahah.. I wish you all don't grow up too fast as I just can't get enough of that baby smell..
This year is all home made birthday cake. I never dream to bake at all!
The birthday boys with dad and cousins.