Yay to Haziq!

Haziq did quite well for his first year in school, I must say. Today is his school's award-giving day. He bagged six awards out of eight..so I can't help to feel a little bit gloaty today.

Haziq was more than exhilarated. He kept on chattering about today's award day all throughout the weekend. So I took the opportunity to tell him a thing or two about not to boast and brag, that he can do it within the walls of the house but not to other people. Confidence can also be mistaken as arrogance and he might irk someone by mistake.

I am such an anti climax mother huh? And here I am putting it on the blog for the whole internet world to see.

OK OK he is only in Primary One..no big deal and it doesn't make him extra genius or anything. It's just it's good to boost his motivation and hopefully, you know, he will stay ahead. And yes I like him excelling in academics, but there are other values that I like him to have too. I hope I can nurture him well.

So imagine this.. he got six throphies! Goodness! Six little plastic throphies.

The other day he wanted a brand new Faber Castell pencil colours and I told him, I'm sure you will get them for this award day. I remembered getting those stuff plus pencils, books, pecil box and what nots. And now we have these plastic throphies perching there on a proud boy's table, soon to be collecting dust. However, I understand that the throphies are actually cheaper than buying stationeries.

Now, I thought of giving him something. The main reason why I feel like giving him something is because he didn't ask for any. I never make a habit of exchanging gifts to performing duties. I give when I feel like doing so. I think he knows this trick too, since he never ask for anything unless jokingly.

But I don't know what to give. I give books all the time. What do you think of the Art Attack stuff eh? Nice? Probably will keep him busy this school holidays too?

And to top it, Haziq has not skipped fasting. This is the first time him fasting and he has not skipped any. I am truly surprised, more so because I haven't done much to encourage him in the first place. Either I actually have a good son or I am actually an intimidating mother. Despite I am not encouraging, I am actually threatening!! Muahahaha.

Alhamdullilah.