throughout the days we’ve been raya visiting, there’d usually be a ‘convoy’ of cars.

when it’s time to travel to the next destination, the little one would turn to us, his parents, and with a flippant wave of his hand, give a cheerful “BYE!” and promptly attempt to hop on to ANY car that’s not ours. more often than not, it’s a car full of other kids, or his favourite uncles or grandfather.

i don’t know what goes on in those cars (this was taken by nur), but it must be loads of fun for him!

i’m sure there are parents who don’t encourage this in case they impose on others, but i don’t mind it coz it’s only family (and as for the case of haznsham, what’s one more?? haha!), and well, when else do i get the husband alone in the car, berfeeling pengantin baru? lol!

but at the end of the day, when we haul the little one back into our car, he’d protest coz he knows then it’s time to go home, and parting with company is such sweet sorrow…

for a short while anyway, coz he forgets when it’s mummy’s turn to wrestle and shoot imaginary guns at him. :p

mummy: “bang! bang!”
aniq: “arrgghhh….” *pretends to fall*
(roles reverse, repeat)

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