My baby sister

This is the only picture I'm going to post, because it's already my profile picture for my Google account so anyone can see it anyhow. 


So . . . (drum roll please) . . . here she is! 

This is when she was just born, my dad took a picture of her with his iPhone while she and my mom were still in the O.R. (she was a C-section) and the nurses had just swaddled her up in a hat and blankets. 


Ain't she just PRECIOUS? 


She and my mom were in the hospital for four days before they came home, and up until the fourth day, my parents just couldn't decide on a name for her, so we just called her Buchi (courtesy of my 8 year-old brother) which in our native tongue Bengali means flat. In Bengali, we don't use subjects very much, so the flat refers to her nose (which is assumed) so basically, we called her "flat-nosed" until we found a proper name for her. Ha. Ha. 


But don't worry, I named her something better than Buchi (notice that I wrote I - because really I did get to name her in the end, which was totally awesome, by the way. Makes you feel real special). Anyway, so I decided upon the Arabic name (because Muslims usually  give their kids Arabic names) Safiya; pronounced Sah-fee-yah, and it means sincere friend, which is a really nice meaning. 


And as of today, she is 48 days old. 

I HAVE A NEW BABY SISTAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Babies are awesome. Even if all they do all day is sleep, cry, poop and make gurgly noises, they are the miracles of life, truly. I'd love to show y'all a picture, but since, unfortunately, most of you are complete strangers to me (although I'm sure you're lovely people in real life) so I can't do that. 


Just picture a tiny, five-pound-fifteen-ounce tiny little girl with slightly chubby cheeks (you know, the ones that make you sooooooo irrevocably tempted to just give 'em a squeeze? Yeah, I mean those kinds of cheeks) and a slightly squashed nose that looks even more squished when she sleeps with her face to the side. Ain't that just adorable?? 


Bottom line: I love babies.  

My not-so-average little brother

Just a little something dedicated to my little brother - who actually makes my days a LOT more interesting. Love ya, lots, lil bro! <3 

Name: 

Little Brother

Age:

8 and adorable

Height: 

He's taller than the average eight-year-old

Weight: 

His weight coordinates with his height - somewhat 

Loves: 

Anything with wheels and a motor/engine

Playing Wii

Playing with other family members 

Sleeping with Mommy

Telling jokes (I didn't say they were good) 

Basketball

Soccer

The songs, "Break your Heart" and "Dynamite" 

Drawing pictures 

Reading (anything, including the backs of cereal boxes) 

Doing Math (ewwwwwwww) 

Shoveling snow with Dad 

Going out 

Watching TV

Food

Cooking with Mommy

Birds

Hates: 

Dogs 

Bugs (or anything that has more than four legs and crawl or fly) 

Being bad at something

Cleaning up after himself (he does it eventually . . . he's just lazy) 

Being yelled at (Wow. Really?) 

Shopping

Being asked to be a model by some lady at the mall* 

All in all, he's just one lovable little round thing. Yes, I think I just made him sound like a newborn pup, but whatev. He's cute. 

*One day he was at the mall with my mom getting a haircut and when he came out of the salon and they were exiting, some lady - or rather, a girl in her mid-twenties - approached my mom and told her that her son is 'so handsome' and would he like to be a model? My mom said no, of course. And then later on I teased my brother and asked him if he wanted to be a model and he was like, "No!" with a pout-face. So yeah. That's the story. I still tease him. Ha. Ha.