soccer uniform, ndp poster, lady ga ga, mason hairbrush

tomorrow is david's 9th birthday. i can't believe he is only nine. we were lying in bed on sunday, resting. we have been sick a lot lately so i am imposing a mandatory rest everyday. he said to me, "i can't believe it's already the end of july, mom. time flies so fast." i told leo how could an eight year old thought time flew too fast. i guess it was a compliment, that his life aint bad. he woke up yesterday morning with a zit on his nose. right in the middle. it's classic. so cute. i gagged myself because i had to stop laughing. i think it's his first zit. dee warned me about letting him listen to lady ga ga. maybe she is right. david and vincent like her song, paparazzi. they heard it on the radio and couldn't stop humming it. so i bought them the cd. they love it. when vincent looked at the cover, he said, "hah, that's what she looks like?" david said, "you didn't know? i have seen her so many times." vincent said, "hah, when?" david said "on tv. she is very stylish. she should be on project runway." i couldn't believe i just heard that conversation.

they have soccer practice every sunday morning at jalan besar stadium. they look forward to it all week and enjoy themselves very much every practice. last sunday they received the new soccer uniform. it's coral blue. a mother told me her son had already requested a new soccer boots to match the new uniform. i am glad vincent and david don't care about fashion to that extent yet. we just bought new boots. vincent chose white and gold. david chose white and blue. it's safe to say that vincent will like anything with gold and david, blue. i wonder if it's ok for a boy to like gold that much.

they were busy making national day poster last weekend. vincent made one and closed the chapter. david made one and an hour later decided it was not good enough so he made another one. in the end he was still not happy with the fourth one but i wouldn't let him make the fifth.

my hair is super frizzy. i always thought that's just the way it is, there is nothing i can do about it. i straightened it twice. but lately i have learnt to just embrace it. i don't straighten. i don't iron. i don't even blow dry. and it's not the end of the world. last night, however, i was in the mood to brush my hair. i usually don't brush. i think for the past ten years i had only brushed it ten times, really. i just use my fingers. i don't think it's strange. dee doesn't even own a brush. rusy has found a great brush though. anyway, i brushed my hair over and over again last night and to my surprise this morning i woke up with a not so freezy hair. in fact, i will go ahead and say it was actually quite smooth and is still smooth. i am shocked. maybe all this time, a quarter of my life, i only needed to brush the hair. what a revelation.

i saw massa's picture on bbc. he looked terrible but they said he was able to walk by himself. i feel better. i have been thinking so much about his accident.