The Concert & The Musical

The boy was in the Kebemama closing performance, playing instrument. And all these while, he told me he was doing some ‘fighting’ dance. No wonder when I told him to dance nicely on stage that day, he wailed oh-so-loudly that he didn’t want to dance!

Next time don’t give Mama the wrong impression, boy!

Mr. Hubs said this year’s performance looked like not much effort were put into, except for one or two performances. I guess it had to be from last year’s numerous complaints – when the dinner and show dragged on for hours! But we’re okay with it, as long as the boy is developing confidence with these kind of activities.

And Cuci the Musical…

We had a blast!! It was indeed truly entertaining and we had a good laugh throughout the 4-hour show. Yes. It lasted almost 4 hours that night – too much ad-lib, so I guess we were lucky!

So yeah. It was a good weekend. How was yours?

 

p.s. Photos credit to Wani. More photos of the concert at her blog too.

The Photos

Most shots are from Pixel Exposures, and several from Azman Hizam Photography. Enjoy!

 

 

p.s. Someone commented I looked a little too ‘blue’ and not stripey enough. My bad. I forgot to plan in advanced what to wear, until I realized what I should be wearing were still in the laundry basket! *grins*

The Language

Turning 4, the biggest milestone the boy has achieved so far is definitely the language. Being able to speak Bahasa Melayu (eventhough it sounds a bit weird most of the time – from depending too much on the translation of Cartoon Network!) he approaches most strangers now assuming they’d definitely understand BM than English.

The other night, while waiting for my turn at the hospital for a routine checkup, we heard him talking to a parent of a boy (at the play area) :

My Mak and Pak is over there…

And some time just before that night, he spoke to a sales person :

Itu Mama saya. Babah saya pergi Kuching.

I think the latter sounds so much better than the first! The usage of ‘Mak’ is ok, but ‘Pak’? I’d prefer it to be ‘My Mak and Bapak’, eventhough it still sounds funny since he doesn’t call us those except in one of his pretend plays!

I really need to record one of his conversations before it doesn’t sound so funny anymore…

 

 

p.s. I don’t like the fact that the translations for the cartoons sometimes uses the words ‘dungu’, ‘bangang’, ‘mangkuk’, ‘bodoh’ and such! Obviously the main viewers for the cartoons are children?!

Entertainment Day

I can already foresee myself running around town this Saturday.

Collect tickets for the musical, get Imtiyaz to Dewan MBSA by 2pm for his concert and of course, be there until it ends (hopefully not later than 6pm), and again, to be at Istana Budaya by 8.30pm for ‘Cuci the Musical’.

Which reminds me,

We need a baby-sitter for Saturday night. Any takers?

 

When did she have a ‘San’?

Mr. Hubs was excitedly searching YouTube for English and Malay songs from yesteryears on my phone. Michael Bolton, Rod Stewart, Jamal Abdillah, Alleycats, and some artists/songs I’ve never even heard of – like UG14?!

Eventhough we are of the same age, I think he actually lived in an era different from mine, and eventually his answer would always be,

I sekolah kampung…

Alalalala… sedihhhh je dengar.

Then he asked me,

You nak dengar apa? San Francisca Peters?

I paused. Gave him an odd look and he still haven’t noticed what he said. Only when I laughed out loud (atas sejadah ok… Pak Aji surf YouTube atas sejadah lepas semayang… elok sgt!), dengan confidentnya he said,

Told you I boleh masuk Raja Lawak!

 

 

p.s. I love you anyway.