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  <title>bambini</title>
  <subtitle>bambini</subtitle>
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    <name>bambini</name>
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  <updated>2006-01-12T00:11:16Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:13806</id>
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    <title>OD &amp; Noona</title>
    <published>2006-01-12T00:11:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-12T00:11:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh my little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia mulai protes. Dia mulai nabok Noona kalo dia gak dibolehin pegang mainannya. Dia mulai screaming kalo gue larang sesuatu.&lt;br /&gt;Well, get ready for trouble two :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia tadi minta cracker, kucluk-kucluk nyamperin gue trus jarinya nunjuk ke atas &lt;i&gt;Keeeek&lt;/i&gt;, katanya. Pas gue tanya, cracker ? Dia bilang &lt;i&gt;keeeekeeee&lt;/i&gt;. Kalo mau bread, dia bilang &lt;i&gt;beeeed&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siang tadi gue lihat dia main-main dengan Noona. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(N) : " Omar, if I say CRAYON, you should run, okay ? "&lt;br /&gt;(N) : " CRAYON! "&lt;br /&gt;Kucluk-kucluk Omar lari sampe miring-miring. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo Noona, she's been such a helpful girl lately.&lt;br /&gt;Dia cuci piring, dia jagain OD, dia beres-beres LR. Enaknya punya anak sebesar Noona, gue udah gak banyak urusin lagi (sec. fisik maksudnya). Kalo mau makan sandwich, dia buat sendiri. Kalo mau ngapain kecuali dia gak bisa kerjain sendiri baru minta bantuin. Kayaknya pas emang yah jarak umur anak-anak gue, jadi gak berat banget di gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(N) : " Mommy, say Yes. "&lt;br /&gt;(G) : " Yes what ? "&lt;br /&gt;(N) : " Yes, I'm a beautiful woman. "&lt;br /&gt;Doooohhh, suka bikin terharu nih anak kadangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi Noona senang kadang-kadang dia tiba-tiba meluk gue sambil bilang, " I love You, Mommy. "&lt;br /&gt;Kalo gue tanya, " Why ? "&lt;br /&gt;Jawab dia, " Because you're the best. "&lt;br /&gt;Aduh, Anakku :)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:13179</id>
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    <title>Kelakuan anak-anak</title>
    <published>2005-09-27T14:55:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-27T14:58:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Noona akhir-akhirnya semakin sibuk saja dengan imaginary friends-nya. Setiap hari ngomong sendiri dengan dua aksen berbeda. Kadangan kalo gue tanya," &lt;i&gt;mau  makan, Moona ?&lt;/i&gt;"  Dia gak langsung jawab. Dengan  suaranya yang agak beda dia jawab," &lt;i&gt;I'm Aiga. I'm not Moona.&lt;/i&gt;"  So, gue cuma &lt;i&gt;play along&lt;/i&gt; saja akhirnya &amp; jawab, " &lt;i&gt;Ok, ask Moona if she wants to eat.&lt;/i&gt;"  Dia langsung ngomong sendiri, " &lt;i&gt;Do you want to eat Moona ?&lt;/i&gt;"  Dan dia jawab sendiri dengan suara normalnya, " &lt;i&gt;No, I don't want.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduh nak, birokrasinya jadi rumit begini sih ? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Omar suka main masak-masakan. Kadangan dia langsung tancap ke kitchen set-nya moona sambil ngaduk2 pot mungil dengan sendok. Abee cuma ketawa-ketawa saja sambil komentar," &lt;i&gt;Mungkin dia mau jadi chef seperti bapaknya nanti&lt;/i&gt;."  Haha. Abee, si chef yang gak jadi :D</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:12895</id>
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    <title>I'm lucky being a mom.</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T01:02:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T01:06:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Gue harus 'praise' Allah karena hari ini kembali gue diingatkan betapa beruntungnya gue di kasih kesempatan buat menjadi ibu. Ibu Rumah Tangga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berhubung gak begitu banyak hal-hal yang gue mesti kerjain hari ini dan Noona sekolah, gue banyak menghibur my lil prince. Astaga, itu anak demen banget makan. Sesudah lunch, dia gue gendong &amp; tangannya nunjuk-nunjuk ke kitchen cupboard.  &amp;laquo; &lt;i&gt;ih kok tau aja sih kamu, nak kalo mommy taroh snack disitu&lt;/i&gt;  &amp;raquo;  Gue taroh dia di highchairnya dan gue suguhin semangkuk kecil cheetos &amp; cracker.  mulutnya sibuk ngunyah. Gak lama dia bersuara," &lt;i&gt;aah ah..uh..uh..&lt;/i&gt;, " sambil  dua tangan kecilnya megang cracker. Rupanya dia mau minta lagi yang ada di plastik. Gue bilang, " &lt;i&gt;habisin dulu dong yang di mulut&lt;/i&gt;." Dia langsung buka mulut lebar-lebar kasih lihat kalo sudah habis. Haha. &lt;i&gt;tapi yang ditangan kan masih ada, sayang.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore hari sebelum Abee pulang, gue lihat untuk pertama kalinya dia berdiri sendiri tanpa pegangan. Meski ini bukan pengalaman pertama gue sebagai ibu, tetap saja gue excited sekali. I was so proud. Sejak itu Omar jatuh bangun sambil tepuk tangan. Malamnya, dia kasih surprise lagi.. makan pasta (penne) dengan garpu tanpa gue suapin. Oh, bless him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile my big girl, pulang sekolah sambil bawa-bawa oleh-oleh seperti biasa. Bunga yang dia petik di jalan &amp; hasil karyanya di sekolah. Dia masuk rumah sambil teriak-teriak," &lt;i&gt;Moomy, it's for you. This flower is for you and this paper too.&lt;/i&gt;"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maimoona.&lt;br /&gt;Nih anak kadangan suka bikin gue gemes karena sifat keras kepalanya. Tapi terkadang bikin gue melt away karena sikap manisnya. Dia selalu nunjukkin appreciation setiap kita kasih sesuatu (herannya kalo dikasih org, dia suka lupa &amp; terpana :P )&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Thank you, daddy.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;b&gt;Or&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Mommy, is it for me? Ooooh, thank you mommy. I really like it.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;How sweet. Make me wonder if I ever said those words to my parents when I was her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah, my darlings... I love you both so much!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:12698</id>
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    <title>Perkataan Noona</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T13:35:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T14:58:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Beberapa perkataan Noona akhir-akhir ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;" Mommy, I want to have twin kids. "&lt;br /&gt;" Mommy, you get married with daddy. Can I get married with daddy too?"&lt;br /&gt;" Omar is my son."&lt;br /&gt;" I need you mommy, I love you. "  &lt;/i&gt;  (Kalo habis dimarahin, sambil nangis-nangis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Mommy, I wanna study. You wanna study with me? "&lt;br /&gt;" Be a good boy, ok Omar? "&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:12157</id>
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    <title>Choose, Moona</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T20:16:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T20:16:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milk or Juice ? Juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Juice or pepsi ? Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mommy's cooking or junk food ? Junk food (&lt;i&gt;huuuu, penonton kecewa :P&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sun or Moon ? Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Big or small ? Big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skirt or pant ? Skirt (&lt;i&gt;dasar cewe banget nih emang :)&lt;/i&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black or white ? White... and pink too!  (&lt;i&gt;ok honey, I got it. You are pinky girl&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Car or motorcycle ? Motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pink car or blue motorcycle ? Pink car (&lt;i&gt;hihi, yang paling utama warnanya ternyata bukan bendanya&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mommy or daddy ? Mommy (&lt;i&gt;That's not fair, daddy nyahut dari belakang hehe&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old or young ? Young .. I don't want to die... (&lt;i&gt;hah?&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read or sing ? Sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Morning or night ? Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Airplane or helicopter ? Helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angelina ballerina or Barney ? Angelina (&lt;i&gt;sudah pasti yang ballerina&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Kata daddynya;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ballerina or Omar (haha) ? Omar !   (&lt;i&gt;ooooh, that's so sweet&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:11826</id>
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    <title>What does Omar mean ?</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T14:07:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T20:48:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pagi-pagi setelah breakfast;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(N): What does Omar mean ?&lt;br /&gt;(G): I have no idea, sweetie. Ask daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lari ke Living Room;&lt;br /&gt;(N): Daddy, what does Omar's name mean ?&lt;br /&gt;(A): Hmm, I'm not sure. I have to ask my dad.&lt;br /&gt;(N): So, you're going to England, right ?&lt;br /&gt;(A): Can't I just call him ?&lt;br /&gt;(N): Yeah sure. I'll get the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Semangat amat, neng ...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelpon bokapnya deh Abee akhirnya buat tanya apa artinya nama Omar. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Jawaban Noona's grand dad&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't exactly have a meaning but it can be interpreted as full of life.&lt;br /&gt;Omar is different variation of the origin words &lt;b&gt;'ain mim ra&lt;/b&gt; which means life.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:11543</id>
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    <title>At Donuts store</title>
    <published>2005-08-25T21:02:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-25T21:41:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border-style:solid;border-color:E2E2E3;border-width:0px;width:350;" width="350" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;
&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;    &lt;span style="line-height:14pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;As we entered a varicolored room with big glass windows, I knew already what she would want.&lt;br /&gt;" I want the pink one," pointed her without blinking.&lt;br /&gt;As always, my darling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" And can I have that orange juice?"&lt;br /&gt;I glared at a 6 feet height crisp box next to my side then lower my eye level.&lt;br /&gt;" No. I have a bottle of mineral water. It's better for us to drink." I winked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked quietly to the corner &amp; we sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/chaotic_sense/LJOURNAL/ba64490e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/chaotic_sense/LJOURNAL/66e0f016.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:11477</id>
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    <title>Give it up, honey</title>
    <published>2005-08-24T14:41:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-24T14:45:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gue duduk di rocking chair sambil ngetik-ngetik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(N): Mommy, close your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Gue tutup mata&lt;br /&gt;(N): Ok, open your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue liat semua stuff animalnya berjejer rapih dilantai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(N): Now, can I have a lolipop ?&lt;br /&gt;(G): No honey. Daddy said wait until he comes home &amp; see if you're behaving good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia kembali duduk di depan TV. Gak lama kemudian . . .&lt;br /&gt;(N): Mommy, close your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Gue tutup mata&lt;br /&gt;(N): Ok, open your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kembali gue senyum liat stuff animal yang belum berubah tempat, masih berjejer di lantai. &lt;br /&gt;(N): Am I being a good girl?&lt;br /&gt;(G): Yes, of course.&lt;br /&gt;(N): Can I have a lolipop ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doooh, bener deh nih anak gak nyerah. Dan pertanyaan dia ini terulang sama tiga kali. Gue tutup mata tiga kali &amp; gue tolak permintaannya 3 kali. Sorry sweetheart, I meant what I said before :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:11037</id>
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    <title>Tobat, Noona.</title>
    <published>2005-08-16T02:22:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-16T02:22:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pagi-pagi dah dikagetin aja ama  Noona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ceritanya bangun tidur, gue menemukan Omar duduk diatas changing table disebelah crib-nya. Rupanya si nona kecil masuk ke crib trus ngangkat adeknya dari crib ke changing table. Duuuuuh, untung Omar anaknya gak grasa grusu. Gue gak tau sudah berapa lama dia duduk diatas sana. Gak kebayang kalo Omar meleng &amp; jatoh ke lantai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noona-noona.. tobat deh mommy ama kelakuan kamu. Gue tanya kenapa dia lakuin itu jawabnya cuma..&lt;i&gt;"but mommy, I'm a big girl now."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sebelum lupa gue mo tulis perkembangan &amp; kelakuan Omar memasuki umur 1 tahun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol type="i"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Omar mulai tumbuh gigi lagi (yang ke-5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kalo ditaroh di swing, dia suka mengayun-ayun sendiri sampe swingnya kayak mo terbang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dia tau kalo telpon buat ngomong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dia tau kalo kacamata buat ditaroh dimata (di toko pernah nyamber &amp; coba make)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kalo nemuin remah-remah di sofa dia suka jejelin ke mulut gue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kalo lagi laper suka kalap.. ah uh ah uh kayak suara monyet (qeqeqeqeq) &amp; kadangan sampe ngeden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sementara itu dulu yang gue inget.&lt;/ol&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:10964</id>
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    <title>calon interior designer ?</title>
    <published>2005-08-01T17:31:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-01T17:31:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wah, Noona tampaknya dah mulai keluar jiwa interior decoratornya nih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi dia bilang;&lt;br /&gt;(N) : &lt;i&gt;I don't like this house. This chair is supposed to be there. And this chair supposed to be here. And sofa is supposed to be on that wall. Omar swing is supposed to be next to the table.  And your stuff here, save it ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G) : &lt;i&gt;Save it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(N) : &lt;i&gt;Yeah, put it somewhere else.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(G) : &lt;i&gt;Oh..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nak. I got it. The interior sucks &amp; the house is messy, heh? hehe.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:10586</id>
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    <title>How old</title>
    <published>2005-07-25T17:22:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-25T17:22:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(N) : Mommy, is Omar 11 yo?&lt;br /&gt;(G) : No, honey. He's eleven months.&lt;br /&gt;(N) : Oh, and he's gonna be 30 like you?&lt;br /&gt;(G) : Yeah. Insha Allah. He'll be old.&lt;br /&gt;(N) : Mommy, are you old ?&lt;br /&gt;(G) : Mmmm....  n o , not really  (kyknya gak sih nak :P)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:10413</id>
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    <title>Help me Omar</title>
    <published>2005-07-19T19:17:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-19T19:17:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pagi-pagi sewaktu gue tengah tidur-tiduran di kamar, gue denger Noona ngomong;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(N): Omar, help me.&lt;br /&gt;(O): Uh..uh..uh..&lt;br /&gt;(N): Help me, Omar.&lt;br /&gt;(O): Uh..uh.. tata..uh&lt;br /&gt;(N): Omar, help meeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gak lama Noona lari ke kamar gue;&lt;br /&gt;(N): Mommy, please help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noona-noona,  Omar kok disuruh bantuin resleting baju :P  Ya cuma a..aa..u..uu.. dia.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:10146</id>
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    <title>Noona saved him</title>
    <published>2005-07-08T13:48:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-08T13:48:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Aduuuuh, gue kok sembrono banget sih ?! Kalo saja Noona gak liat, OD dah jatoh kali ke basement :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fault. Gue lupa tutup pintu ke basement. &lt;br /&gt;Sebelumnya gue emang denger kayak OD mainin pintu tapi gue pikir pintu sudah ditutup. Untung Noona liat &amp; lari nyelametin adeknya yang nyaris meluncur ke bawah. Ah, my little hero. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll get an ice cream she likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:9972</id>
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    <title>Hati-hati</title>
    <published>2005-07-06T02:25:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-06T02:25:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Akhir-akhir ini gue baru merhatiin kalo Omar tuh anaknya hati-hati sekali. Beda dengan kakaknya yang &lt;i&gt;grasa grusu&lt;/i&gt; ( sampe jatoh karena manjat dari crib sewaktu umur 7 bulan), Omar tau kalo diketinggian dia harus pegangan biar gak jatoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siang tadi dia gue taroh di highchair &amp; gue lupa pasang  seatbelt-nya. Gue masak &amp; cuci piring. Gak lama sewaktu gue noleh ternyata dia sudah berdiri di highchairnya pegangan sandaran kursi kuat-kuat sambil mandang ke luar jendela. Gue sempet kaget tapi akhirnya gue liatin saja dari deket. Gak lama dia mau duduk and pelan-pelan banget dia ngerendahin badannya, takut jatoh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore hari, gue tinggal Omar di living room. Gue lupa kalo dia udah mulai belajar merambat. Selagi gue masak, gue denger dia nangis. Pas gue cari, ternyata dia sudah nyaris di lt.2 ! Dia rupanya naik tangga sendiri trus tiba-tiba takut jatoh jd dia diem saja pegangan gak mau bergerak-gerak. Duh, bayangin aja kalo dia gak hati-hati . . . udah gelinding kali ke bawah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:9477</id>
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    <title>Omar mulai nakal</title>
    <published>2005-07-01T01:13:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-01T01:13:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Aduh!&lt;br /&gt;Untung dinding disini bukan dari bahan batu bata. Tadi sehabis gue taroh Omar di crib-nya, gak lama gue denger suara dag-dug-dag-dug. Gue diemin sampe beberapa kali. Masih bunyi juga, penasaran gue ke kamarnya. Ternyata. . . tuh anak lagi berdiri pegangan cribnya sambil bentur-benturin kepala ke dinding. Liat gue masuk bukannya berhenti malah tambah  seru aja dia. Buru-buru deh, gue tarik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ampun deh nak. Mentang-mentang gak sakit. Yang serem kan mommy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang OD mulai deh keliatan nakalnya. Apalagi kalo gak dikasih mainan ama Noona, dia bakal jerit with his super high pitch. Doh, bisa budeg dah lama-lama :P Selain itu, dia rakus. &lt;i&gt;qiqiqiq --niru sapa yah ?&lt;/i&gt;  Liat kita makan or gue siapin lunch/dinner, mulai deh gelisah. Badannya gak bisa diem sambil teriak-teriak  seakan minta makan juga. Emang sih kalo dikasih langsung diem. hihi. Masha Allah. He's such a hungry little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:9095</id>
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    <title>GrandJune's arrival</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T02:50:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-25T01:33:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="500" border="0" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;  &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Abee) : " &lt;i&gt;Honey, do you notice that Moona is always upset whenever we say NO without giving her a reason?&lt;/i&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;(Guee) : " &lt;i&gt;Hmm, . . . yeah. You're right.&lt;/i&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emang bener kalo dipikir-pikir. Dealing dengan tuh anak banyak strategi-nya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia kalo sudah upset dengan sesuatu kelakuannya bener-bener bikin gemez. Apalgi kalo kita larang, tambah menjadi-jadi. Tapi seperti yang Abee bilang bener juga yah.. setiap kita jelasin kenapa dia gak boleh gini or gitu dengan berbagai alasan (termasuk kadangan yang gak masuk akal i.e &lt;i&gt;mainannya diambil monster&lt;/i&gt;.LOL.) dia mulai calm down &amp; denger sungguh-sungguh alasan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:12pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Akhirnya . . .&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="500" border="0" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/chaotic_sense/LJOURNAL/bb468e62.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;N(M)oona hari ini ketemu lagi dengan grandma-nya (she called her &lt;b&gt;GrandJune&lt;/b&gt; --  nama aslinya sih Janie). Duh, tuh anak sudah lama gak ketemu, nempel mulu. And berkali-kali dia bilang &lt;b&gt;I love You&lt;/b&gt;. Hari ini juga pertama kalinya Omar ketemu GrandJune. Kalo dia sih reaksinya seperti biasa ; &lt;i&gt;senyum malu-malu&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/chaotic_sense/LJOURNAL/aa067fab.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Dari airport, kita nge-drop daddy anak-anak ke kantor &amp; lanjut ke nursing home tempat si buyut dirawat. Gak banyak cerita karena kita cuma sebentar disana. Setelah jelas Mom tidur dimana (rumah G'pa atau kita?) akhirnya gue sama anak-anak pulang deh. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="500" border="0" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Sebenernya gak pulang. Berhubung gue mesti jemput daddy-nya anak-anak jam 5, kita akhirnya ke mall saja. So, there they are... rebutan lolipop &amp; Noona duduk diatas Panda.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:8743</id>
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    <title>A little victim</title>
    <published>2005-06-21T14:30:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-21T14:30:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/chaotic_sense/LJOURNAL/f7e86613.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Moona lagi ngerjain Omar, pasangin jepit gantungan baju.  Si Omar tea nurut-nurut aja. &lt;br /&gt;Kasian deh bujang kecilku&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:8578</id>
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    <title>Menjenguk Gee gee</title>
    <published>2005-06-20T02:40:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-20T02:40:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Ugh. Gemes ma Noona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Sabtu  ceritanya kita jenguk buyutnya anak-anak di nursing house. So, gue dah siapin bawaan tangan aja (buah-buahan). Si non kecil dari sejak gue beli dah noleh-noleh saja mandangin tuh buah-buah (since she is such a monster fruit). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesampainya di ruang buyutnya &amp; she gave her a kiss, dia tanya;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Do you like strawberry Gee gee ?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;O yes, I do darling.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Do you want to have some?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Yeah, I will have some later.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Can you share it with me?&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huuuuu. dasar:P  Pantesan kok kayaknya manis banget, nawarin.. lha wong dia mo minta juga. Heeheh.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:8182</id>
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    <title>Sharing</title>
    <published>2005-06-17T19:43:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-17T19:43:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Emang bener kalo kita mesti keukeuh &amp; consistent dalam mendidik &amp; mendisiplinkan anak. Soalnya percaya deh, hasilnya bakal keliatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue &amp; hubby seperti biasa terus-terusan ngingetin Moona untuk mau sharing (terutama ama Omar). Sharing mainan, makanan. Namanya juga anak kecil, biasanya mana mau berbagi. Tapi gue (terutama) selalu pasang mata &amp; telinga :P  Kalo liat or denger Noona teriak, " No, don't touch my book or I don't wanna share my food ," gue langsung buru-buru peringatin dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, dah keliatan hasilnya. Tiap hari Noona kalau pas jam makan selalu bilang," &lt;i&gt;do you want to have some, mommy? I can share it with you&lt;/i&gt;." Atau kalau gue kasih roti dia biasanya langsung bagi dua dengan adeknya (jelas OD dikasih yang lebih kecil dong :P)... Tapi yah, gue seneng aja liatnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barusan gue liat dia suapin yogurt ke OD. Dulu boro-boro deh dia mau begitu... Kayaknya sekarang gue gak mesti tereak-tereak lagi ngingetin si Non kecil. Syukurlah, dah mulai ngerti dia :)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:7748</id>
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    <title>Saturday. June 11. Dentist</title>
    <published>2005-06-14T18:25:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T18:25:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v12/chaotic_sense/LJOURNAL/moonaatdentist.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;Alhamdulillah. Giginya baik-baik saja &amp; gak ada yang bolong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:7308</id>
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    <title>Strict parents</title>
    <published>2005-06-09T01:05:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T23:14:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Kadangan gue gemes kalo nonton supernanny trus liat orangtua yang komplain anak being extremely uncontrollable sedangkan usaha mereka buat mendisiplinkan si anak sendiri gak cukup keras. But at least they're trying to change the situations (that's why they called the nanny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, gue spanking anak gue. Tapi gue juga showing so much love. Gue gak asal spank tapi kalo si anak sudah berkali-kali diperingati dan masih gak mau dengar apa gue mesti diam saja sedang yang mereka lakukan itu salah atau bahaya ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue selalu yang pertama kali gue lakuin adalah talking softly kalo anak gue berbuat sesuatu yang gak pantas. Kalo masih terulang, gue bakal bersuara sedikit keras (and biasanya cukup buat si anak nurut dengan  gue). Tapi kalo terjadi lagi, gue mesti spank (without hurting her/him tapi cukup nunjukkin kalo gue marah). So far, it works apalagi kalo dah sebesar Noona (yang sudah ngerti kalo diomongin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah nonton supernanny gue boleh bersenang hati karena gue sedikit banyak cukup berhasil dalam mendisplinkan anak. Semua tips sang nanny sudah lama gue terapkan di rumah (even sebelum gue nonton acara tsb). Emang keliatannya kita seperti &lt;b&gt;strict parents&lt;/b&gt; tapi gue pikir ini saatnya kita memolding sang anak. Semua mesti dimulai dari dini. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's impossible to keep our children from bad influences. They are everywhere &amp; coming from every directions. Siang tadi, di TV ada cuplikan dua perempuan yang saling hajar menghajar. Gue noticed Noona nonton. Gue putusin daripada gue matikan TV, lebih baik gue kasih tau dia mana yang benar and mana yang salah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(G) : You see that? That's bad, darling. Fighting is not good. It's wrong to hurt other people&lt;br /&gt;(N) : Ooohh... why they're fighting?&lt;br /&gt;(G) : I have no idea. But if you see your friends fight.. tell them to stop because it's bad.&lt;br /&gt;(N) : Ok  (nodding)&lt;br /&gt;(G) : Dont do things like that, okay? It's very bad &amp; it's wrong. You don't hurt each other (Gue mesti ngomongin berulang-ulang supaya dia ngerti.)&lt;br /&gt;(N) : We should be nice&lt;br /&gt;(G) : Yes. You're such a good girl &amp; I know you won't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes gue punya cara untuk menghindarkan Noona main dengan benda-benda yang bahaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misalkan tangan gue terluka, gue buru-buru tunjukkin ke Noona supaya dia tau bahayanya bermain dengan gunting or jarum or pisau (so just in case gue gak sengaja meninggalkan barang2 tsb di area yang bisa dijangkau Noona, dia tau kalo dia gak boleh main-main dengan barang-2 itu). Alhamdulillah, dia hati-hati sekali dengan yang namanya barang-barang tajam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very strict. We're very strict.&lt;br /&gt;Gue gak ijinkan anak gue makan permen sembarangan (once a day &amp; that's enough). Gue gak ijinin anak gue gak menghabiskan makanan or else kita bakal duduk berjam-jam di meja makan sampai makanan di piring habis (kalo sampai gak bisa, at least gue bujuk sampai beberapa suapan.. Moona likes 4 since she's 4 yo, she said). Gue gak ijinkan anak gue minum soda (and kalaupun gue kasih, harus dicampur air biar gak terlalu sweet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kedengerannya keterlaluan tapi gue pengen anak-anak gue punya kemampuan u/ mengontrol diri sendiri sejak dini. Bisa jadi setelah besar (remaja) mereka berubah but at least mereka tau bagaimana orangtua mengajarkan mereka and hopefully they can learn how to use their good judgement in a lot of area of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi gue senyum-senyum sendiri liat Noona nasehatin adeknya&lt;br /&gt;(N) : Omar, be a good boy okay?&lt;br /&gt;Denger suaranya yang penuh kasih sayang bikin hati gue tentram. She's small but she likes to act like a mommy already. Gue yakin, they will take care of each other when they'er bigger.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:6987</id>
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    <title>Sometimes Noona can be so difficult</title>
    <published>2005-06-07T11:27:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T23:14:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(N) : I want to make like candy  (mulai merengek-rengek)&lt;br /&gt;(G) : Ok come here..let me help you&lt;br /&gt;(N) : No, I don't want help (tetep merengek sambil ngeguling di lantai)&lt;br /&gt;(G) : Ok I'm not gonna help (dengan suara firm)&lt;br /&gt;(N) : Huaaaaaa... (nangis)&lt;br /&gt;(G) : Please be quite, honey&lt;br /&gt;(N) : No, I don't wanna be quite. I wanna scream..&lt;br /&gt;(G) : Okay, Go screaming (dengan suara firm lagi)&lt;br /&gt;(N) : Hiiiiiiiiii (screaming kecil) . . . No I dont wanna scream, I just wanna jump around (maksudnya sambil guling-guling ngehentakin kaki ke lantai)&lt;br /&gt;(G) : Ok, go head.. (tetap being firm)&lt;br /&gt;(N) : I don't wanna jump around (masih merengek sambil geleng-geleng) .. I just want help&lt;br /&gt;(G) : Ok come here, let me help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun sambil nyerahin lego . . .&lt;br /&gt;(N) : Don't be angry mommy (sambil merengek).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gue cuma senyum-senyum aja. Emang gue mesti choose my battle ama nih anak. Coba kalo gue lost my temper, bisa tambah kacau &amp; dia malah jadi gak mau berhenti.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:6759</id>
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    <title>Sneezing</title>
    <published>2005-06-07T01:26:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T23:14:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt; (n) : Haaattchiiii  (sneezing..) ... hamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, you have to say hamdulillah after sneezing so you're not gonna sneeze a lot like Omar.&lt;br /&gt;(g) : Oh.. okay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ada-ada aja..&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:6575</id>
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    <title>Percakapan di pagi hari</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T00:05:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T23:14:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:15pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Di rumah Noona biasanya dikenalin 3 bahasa; English, Arabic, Indonesian. Jadi kalo ngajarin satu kata selalu ditanya, &lt;i&gt;what's in Indonesian?&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;what's in Arabic ?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selagi sarapan bareng, gue bilang ke hubby kalo gue gak suka English Muffin. Gak lama Noona tanya . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(N): &lt;i&gt;But do you like Arabic Muffin, Mom ?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudahnya gue entertain OD. Nyanyi-nyanyi;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;when you're happy and you know you clap your hand ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OD ketawa-ketawa. &lt;br /&gt;Gak lama Noona ikutan nyanyi;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;when mommy's angry and you know you clap your hand . . .&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh, ampun.. nih anak maksudnya &lt;i&gt;making fun&lt;/i&gt; mak-nya neeh? :P&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:celoteh:6380</id>
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    <title>Sifat</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T12:15:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T23:14:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:10pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Tadi siang gue baca &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/celoteh/6084.html?thread=32708#t32708"&gt;comment Ophi&lt;/a&gt; soal sifat anak-anak. &lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. it's quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height:14pt;font-family:georgia;font-size:8pt; letter-spacing:0px;"&gt;Kalo yang bener-bener kenal dengan gue, pasti mikirnya sifat &lt;i&gt;iseng, jahil&lt;/i&gt;-nya si anak berasal dari gue sedang sifat &lt;i&gt;kalem &amp; tenang&lt;/i&gt; dari Abee. Tapi kalo yang bener-bener tau Abee (seperti keluarganya) semua nganggap sifat jahil and gak bisa diem tuh dari Abee, sedang kalem &amp; tenang tuh dari gue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenernya kalo dipikir, gue &amp; bang Abdul tuh sifat-nya &lt;b&gt;hampir sama&lt;/b&gt;. Kalo dengan orang-orang yang dekat or sudah kenal lama, kita cenderung &lt;i&gt;rame&lt;/i&gt; tapi dengan yang baru ketemu kita kali keliatan lebih &lt;i&gt;pendiam&lt;/i&gt;. Bukan &lt;i&gt;jaim&lt;/i&gt; sih, tapi pada dasarnya kadar sifat pemalu kita juga cukup tinggi. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo menurut gue, si Noona justru lebih seperti babenya; &lt;i&gt;adventurous, active, extrovert&lt;/i&gt; (Abee lebih extrovert daripada gue), &lt;i&gt;arty, curious, creative, independent&lt;/i&gt; ... satu bintang pula (Aries). Sedang si Omar lebih mirip gue; &lt;i&gt;calm, easy to pleased, laid back, easy to handle, seem to be happy all the time&lt;/i&gt; (haha.. masa gue gini sih ? tapi kalo bukan dari gue dari siapa dong ? &lt;i&gt;*maksa*&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang jelas mereka &lt;i&gt;little persons&lt;/i&gt; dengan kepribadian-nya masing-masing. Dan satu lagi, bener seperti Ophi bilang . . . kalo jiwa seni mereka tinggi. Dan kalo soal yang satu ini ketahuan dong dari mana ? Yah, dari nyak &amp; babe-nya :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo jiwa seni gue kali lebih ke yang arah seni tari &amp; olah tubuh (ceileee, apa coba ?), tapi kalo Abee lebih ke arah seni lukis &amp; gambar. So, Noona sudah jeliatan punya &lt;i&gt;interest&lt;/i&gt; yang besar banget di dua bidang itu (meski dia gak cukup &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=coordinate"&gt;coordinated&lt;/a&gt; seperti mak-nya. hihi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well, punya anak itu bener-bener anugrah Tuhan yang terindah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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