It's about one and a half hours before berbuka. Today I'm having iftar at home, and my parents-in-law are planning to break fast at the masjid.

I was preparing things to cook just now. But Junior was begging me to come upstairs with him. That boy is so manja. He was sleepy but didn't want to go up alone. So I came up to accompany him drink milk. He's already in slumberland now.

Hanna is fasting today but she had already missed one day. She eats so little during berbuka and even worse at sahur. It's hard to make her eat because she's such a picky eater. She doesn't even one to drink milk or Milo anymore. To think that just a few months back she used to consume about 5 or 6 packs a day... She takes so little protein.

So on the day that she broke fast at noon, she only had a few biscuits for sahur and she played too much at her sekolah agama. When she returned her mouth looked so pale and then she cried. My M-I-L was afraid she might faint due to dehydration so she allowed Hanna to break her fast.

Now I have to continue cooking. Selamat berbuka.