We have been wondering when would be the right time to start Zaim on his swimming lessons. His sister and brother has lessons at 8 a.m every Sunday. Usually, when they are at the main pool, Zaim would just play at the small kiddy pool. At 9 a.m the same instructor would have lessons with toddlers around his age at the kiddy pool. We have been telling him that soon he would be old enough to join Mr. Tai for the 9 a.m lesson. However, he has been somewhat reluctant with the excuse that he is scared of drowning.
This morning we let him play with Zarif at the kids pool as Zarif was not able to join the others in his class due to a slight wardrobe malfunction (he discovered a hole in his swimming trunks). We were surprised a little later to find him joining the 9 a.m lessons and being all friendly and bold with Mr. Tai. So, I guess our question has been answered huh?
*** You know your 4 year old is ready for swimming lessons when he enrols himself into one! :-D [Great! Next Sunday, I can start working out during his lessons.]
moments with my hubby and three children, family & friends updated here with some snapshots. To be remembered, to be shared and to be cherished. Intertwined with simple thoughts about my divine likes and dislikes in my simple yet divine life.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
My simple breakfast.
Truthfully if I don't have to rush to work so early in the morning, I prefer a simple breakfast. This is what I have been having daily growing up before leaving for school. I only started on cereals and milk when I was studying abroad. My breakfast diet changed drastically when I started work of course when stall food became accessible and choice became somewhat limited. Then there was no turning back as my usual simple diet became boring and unappetizing. Oily fried noodles, nasi lemak and the likes became the staple! Nowadays, once in a while I do go back to my old simple breakie like today, with no kids and hubby to cook for, I settle for the good old slices of toasts (wholemeal of course), slathered with margarine spread and slapped with some jammies, to be washed down with a cup of coffee. Simple yet divine, don't you think?
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