No, I’m second first.

The kids used to fight and scream and cry about coming first. Obviously because Ayub is older, stronger and faster, he’s always first. So we started talking about how awesome being second is, especially because Sulaiman is born second.

But now…

Sulaiman: Yay I’m second!

Ayub: No, I’m second!

Sulaiman: Noooooooooooo! You’re last!

Ayub: Noooooo… I’m second first!

Sulaiman: No, you’re first, I’m SECOND!

Ayub: I’m second first! I’m second first! Sulaiman is second last! Sulaiman is second last!

 

 

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The Time Zombies Attacked

Saturday morning and I’ve just finished cleaning the whole house; it is spotless. Ayub playing on the laptop, Sulaiman on my phone, both quietly doing their own thing.

Me: Babies, I’m going to hang the laundry outside ok?

Ayub: Ok Mama.

Me: Stay here, I’ll be right back.

Sulaiman: Bye Mama.

 

I’m back less than 15 minutes later and it looks like a tornado ravaged through the living room; toys and pillows cover every surface.

Me: Oh my God what happened?!

Sulaiman: The zombies!!!

Ayub: They came through the window!!

Sulaiman: The window was open!!

Ayub: All the zombies attacked us, we had to fight them!

Me: How many zombies??

Ayub: So many like 16!

Sulaiman: No like 99 thousand hundred-ty one!

Me: Woah…

Sulaiman: The angry birds are good guys.

Me: Oh yeah? They fought the zombies?

Ayub: The zombies nearly ate Sulaiman!

Sulaiman: The angry birds helped me!

Ayub: And then the pigs became friends with the angry birds and fought all the zombies.

Me: So are the zombies dead now?

Ayub & Sulaiman: Yeah!

 

 

 

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