It's Dec? Already?

I can't believe we are already at the last month of the year!

The kids are enjoying themselves during the holidays, surrounded by cousins and other adults in the family. Some stayed over, some came over. Our neighbour's kids are also now part of the motley crue.

Sara is soldiering on with her revisions and I intend to expose her to some of the Pr 2 topics this month. No rush, we are taking it slow and steady. She's only had one tantrum about studying - when everyone else had completed their one-hour of reading time and were going to go outside to skateboard while she hadn't finished her work. It was tough and involved tears. But insha Allah, that would be the last tantrum. And she will (finally) turn seven in about two weeks' time. Only to join a group of 8 year olds next year at school. Sigh.

Speaking of which, I have moved her to a school nearer to our house. She's going to be taking the school bus and if she had additional school activities, it would be easy enough for the helper to send her to or fetch her from school as the school is only a 5-minute walk from the train station. I'm hoping the new school and environment would be better for her. Please keep her in your prayers.

Sara and I baked a strawberry cake. For real, people. With lots of help from my best bud in the kitchen. Her name is Betty Crocker. The cake turned out beautifully and my confidence in baking is slowly being restored and I am forever indebted to Betty. I am planning to bake some cookies before the month ends. If I don't blog about my cooking adventure, you would know what means because if it was a resounding success, there would be pictorial evidence on this blog.

We've got lots of activities planned out for the kids and the only thing that's standing between us and those plans is TIME. Or more specifically, the husband's and mine. We don't have much leave left to take so we are being very strategic using our leave days.

My parents will insha Allah be moving in this weekend. My mum has packed her beloved chinaware and these are safely kept in my kitchen but apart from that, my parents haven't packed a single thing. But I think once I get them here, we can slowly move their stuff over and by January, they would be ready to rent their place out.

So as you can see, there are lots to do and too little time to do them. And when things are less hectic, the sounds of cricket on this blog would be less frequent.