we were in the masjid making our wudu,
and isa says to me, i know what to do too.
We leave the room to make our salat
and he bows down to pray and makes his rakat.
He listens to the beautiful recitation of the qur'an,
and starts prayin'tells me he understands
what they are all sayin
'i give a huge hug and hang onto him real tight,
and he smiles as i can see nur in his face,
the light.i say Masha'Allah as tears begin to form,
and the ppl from the uni say their ameens and return to their dorm.
I wipe the tears from my eyes and say,
May Allah protect you and in each and every way.
May Allah continue to help them and make sure they pray,
trust in You, remember You, and not be led astray.
That's when I know there's lots of work to be done,
stop wasting my time, make dhikr and say Allah is ONE.
Ahad, ahad is what they both shout,
and ppl wonder what they're talking about.
I explain to them what is going on and they shrug,
and scream out that they saw a huge, slimy, 100 legs bug.

I make my dua'ah, and put on my shoes
I say Allah help this masjid not be confused.
Help our youth today to become closer to You,
because good and bad all comes from You too
and we must remain strong,and know you were not wrong.
and that you will help us to be true
cuz Allah we love you..

so this is the end of my long rhyme,
its past midnight, and im out of time.
so insha'Allah i'll make dua'ah and hope it's right,
to continue to make dhikr, and not to fight.
JazakuAllahkhairun for all that you've said
but now it's time for me to go to bed

a really sad thing happened just the other day,
i was at the masjid, and cleaning up to pray
The brothers opened the door and did not realize,
Kids were running about, perhaps they were hyponotize.
Isa got out the door, as brother grabbed him up
Brought him inside as I thanked him and gulped
The 2nd time he ran,
I asked him to stopbut that didnt work
cuz the 3rd time he ran a big FLOP!
the 4th time he ran out the door,the lady next door grabbed him
before a car came so close to hit him and he'd be no more
I started to cry as i held him on tight,
I hugged and kissed him with all my might.
I told him little one what was his game?
Why was he playing this, why am i to blame?
As the others looked in and gathered around,
I knew my hubby had left, i was alone,
not to be found.My day didn't go that great after that,
Would you believe it it was my 7th anniversary as a matter of fact
Did I have a day of relaxation and time?
No of course i didnt, i was making a list, and this rhyme.
Instead my day was filled with jumping about,
Chasing after isa, keeping up with him,
and giving it a shout!STOP
I said, but he ran real fast
said cant catch me mommy, you're last! nah nah!
I do not know what to do,
My hubby thinks its a piece of cake too
To look after kids he thinks its easy as 123
I told him why not try it for a day or two
He said that's not my job, it's just for youI told him then dont talk
about what you dont know to do
he said just be like me, firm, and let him know you're the boss
and i told him it isnt that easy and he said that's your loss
and i told him look why dont you try to chase him all about,
he said i'll just grab his hand have him sit down no doubt
and i told him he would get up and do his game again
and he said not with me he wont with you he can do whatever
he likes and get away with it,cuz you're his mother, your soft on him
and i dont like it one bit.
and i told him its natural as every mother is like this,
afterall i carried him for 9 long months, looked after him,
and wouldnt miss.
and he said that's not the point,
the point is to make sure he's all simmered down,
to make sure he behaves and does not run out of town
i told him all 2 yr olds run all aboutdrives their mothers insane
as they give out a shout
he said that is no excuse, and i will not let you say
i will show you how easy it is, and ask you to pray
Perhaps its cuz of what he sees,
perhaps we can do something about it and it'll be a breeze.
I rolled my eyes as I sighed and looked at him,
said i give up, calling my mother to come on in
he said that's not easy to give up just like that
i said i dont know, i dont care.. it doesnt matter as i sat on the mat.
He too sighed as he took Isa on in, sat him down on his lap and said
Dont you spit, dont you throw,dont you bite, dont you know?
Isa shouted no and did what he always doI told you, i warned you,
did you listen to me? no..you didnt too..so then he took him to his room and closed the door,
isa cried, kicked and screamedi closed my eyes, and went to sleep to dreamed
after a few mins he was asleep
went inside kissed him, tucked him in as i didnt hear a peep
Though today was a day where he did basically the same ole thing
ran around, made a mess, spilled some juice,
dropped some crumbs, did all that he could do,
hubby saw the disaster and said what's this goo?
I told him ask Isa as that's his own mess,
but it wasnt ibrahim or I, as I must confess.
he said you must teach Isa to pick up after himself
,i said he's 2..he said doesnt matter teach him a thing or two.
So that's my story for the past couple of days,
lousy weekend...my eyes are filled with haze.
I feel kinda down, dont know what to do
perhaps i should make dhikr, make dua'ah.
perhaps i feel better now that i wrote this all down,dont know
what i would do without you guys for sticking around

jazakuAllahkhairun for letting me say the words
that i could say,thank Allah for giving me life, letting me
survive and taking care of my kids each day.
till again tomorrow..or the day after and after that.i'll have more to post
about their adventures, perhaps about their cat.
sniff sis that was beautiful and that really made my day,

jazakuAllahkhairun for reminding of being patient, true, and to pray
.now i must go to sleep or my eyes will fall
i guess i'll share more tomorrow with you all.