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Ibu ada bawa charger handphone ke office tak?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ibu tak bawa charger handphone ke office... tertinggal kat umah..&lt;br /&gt;Kaisah: Ibu, kenapa ibu tinggalkan charger handphone kat umah... kan ibu keje arini....&lt;br /&gt;(so on and so forth...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyakkk.. begitulah soalan-soalan bernas darinya yang perlu kujawab dengan jawapan-jawapan yang bijak juga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85807/mazharalti/f7f7139510307d08094bbbc90834e8d0.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440975975162060294-8972828577197077278?l=nuralifkaisah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In fact, at their age they need you to teach them how to pay attention. "But what often happens," says Roni Leiderman, associate dean of the Family Center at Nova Southeastern University in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, "is that parents say something 10 times, then they start counting down to punishment. What this does is actually condition the child not to listen until the tenth time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By not listening, your child is getting your attention (though constant nagging isn't the best form of it). But being a good listener helps your child learn more effectively, heed danger signals, get along better with you and her teachers and other adults she'll be expected to respect, and make better friends. There are many simple strategies that, when consistently followed, will teach toddlers the skills they need to become good listeners. And, as Leiderman points out, "It's never too early to begin teaching your child. A toddler may not listen as well as a 5-year-old, but she still has lots of these skills."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&amp;gt; Get on her level.&lt;br /&gt;As every parent realizes sooner or later, bellowing from a great height (much less from the other room) rarely has the desired effect. Squat down or pick your child up, so you can look her in the eye and grab her attention. She'll listen much more closely if you sit down next to her at the breakfast table when reminding her to eat up her cornflakes, or perch on her bed at night when telling her you're about to turn out the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&amp;gt; Be clear.&lt;br /&gt;State your message clearly, simply, and authoritatively. Your child will zone out if you harp on a topic too long. It's hard to find the point of a wordy message such as "It's really cold outside, and you've been sick lately, so I want you to put on your sweater before we go to the store." On the other hand, "It's time to get your sweater" is unmistakable. And don't phrase something as a question if your child doesn't actually have a choice. "It's time to climb into your car seat" has a lot more impact than "Come climb into your car seat, okay, honey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&amp;gt; Follow through — quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Make it clear that you mean what you say, and don't make threats — or promises — you won't keep. If you tell your 2-year-old, "You need to drink some milk at dinnertime," don't waffle five minutes later and let her have juice instead. If you warn her she'll have a time-out if she hits her brother, give her that time-out when the blow comes. Make sure your spouse or partner shares your rules and respects them as well, so that neither of you undermines the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, make your follow-through speedy. You would never expect to have to shout "Don't run across the street!" five times before your child heeded you. Similarly, don't fall into the trap of repeating less urgent instructions, such as "Set your cup on the table," over and over again before expecting your child to comply. Gently guide your child's hand to place the cup on the table so she knows exactly what you want her to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&amp;gt; Reinforce your message.&lt;br /&gt;It often helps to follow up your verbal statement with a number of other kinds of messages, especially if you are trying to pull your child away from an absorbing activity. Say "Time for bed!" and then give a visual cue (flicking the light switch on and off), a physical cue (laying a hand on her shoulder to gently pull her attention away from her doll and toward you), and a demonstration (steering her toward her bed, pulling down the covers, and patting the pillow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&amp;gt; Give warnings.&lt;br /&gt;Give your child some advance notice before a big change will take place, especially if she's happily involved with toys or a friend. Before you're ready to leave the house, tell her, "We're going to leave in a few minutes. When I call you, it's time to come out of the sandbox and wash your hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&amp;gt; Give realistic instructions.&lt;br /&gt;"If you tell a 2-year-old to put his toys away, he looks around the room and says, 'Sheesh!'" says Leiderman. "Give him realistic tasks, like 'Let's put the yellow blocks away.' Then you can make it into play: 'Good, now let's put the blue blocks away.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&amp;gt; Motivate.&lt;br /&gt;Yelling orders may produce results (in some children), but no one will enjoy the process. Most children respond best when you treat them with confident good humor. For example, occasionally use a silly voice or a song to deliver your message. You might sing "Now it's time to brush your teeth" to the tune of "London Bridge," for example. Stress the benefits of complying over mere dutifulness ("Brush your teeth and then you can pick out your favorite nightgown" instead of "You have to brush your teeth or you'll get cavities" or "Brush your teeth NOW!"). Praise her when she finishes brushing, with "Good listening!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good humor, affection, and trust you demonstrate to your child when speaking to her this way will make her want to listen to you, because she'll know that you love her and think she's special. This is an important aspect of even those strategies that require firmness. Giving straightforward, authoritative instructions does not mean you have to be crabby — such messages are much more powerful when accompanied by a hug or a smile. Then your child learns that paying attention to you is worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&amp;gt; Model good behavior.&lt;br /&gt;Preschoolers will be better listeners if they see that you are a good listener, too. Make it a habit to listen to your child as respectfully as you would to any adult. Look at her when she talks to you, respond politely, and let her finish without interrupting whenever possible. While it may seem like a tall order when you're cooking dinner and your toddler is being especially chatty, try not to walk away from her or turn your back on her while she's talking. 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&lt;br /&gt;Dengar lagu raya seround... bagi mengubat rindu di kalbu... huhuhu... baru sehari dah kecoh la ibu Kaisah and Thaqif nih kan... mane taknye, I felt sad when mr hubby mentioned that thaqif terjaga kul 5 pagi and merengek... mane tak merengeknye... usually tidur ngan ibunya kan kan kan... kaisah lak as usual pagi as in bebetul pagi nak subuh tu baru leh tidur... kesian anak-anakku juga hubbyku...
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&lt;br /&gt;Nih satgi kul 11.15AM nak gerak pi plant... well, we will kick off with lunch and I hope that it will be a great one because tadi pagi tak dapat nak sarap dengan sepuas-puasnye sebab most of the foods served here are non-halal food... iyewww... what the heck la kan... I was damn hungry and yet hanya dapat menjamah roti, puffs and a lil bit of kind of fish n chips... hmppp, syukur je la at least dapat makan daripada takde kan...
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&lt;br /&gt;Off dulu, nak iron baju raya (tahun lepas punya) sebab balik dari plant petang karang atuk nak amik and nak chiow ke umah atuk sat... yezza...
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&lt;br /&gt;Well, what I wanna spell out here currently is actually based on real experience and true story that happened very near (close) to me... and I am truly confused... bukan confused sebab ape... some sort of tak paham sebenarnye... why lar like that...why lar always like to say bad things about others?... altho the other party takde buat ape-ape pun... wa sudah pelik nih beb...ape kes... dolu-dolu bukan main lagik kan... nih dah dapat gading bertuah... tanduk kau lupakan eks... tapi gading tak rasa bertuah juga... rasa bosan dok ada... hahaha... mane taknye, so negative... shouldn't be like that maaa... u'olls tak yah pening dengan en3 kali ini ya... sat lagi eden story-morykan kat u'olls secara terperinci...
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&lt;br /&gt;Being nice to people is not something that we owe anyone or anybody... ia merupakan suatu tuntutan yang mana kita kena berbuat kebaikan terhadap setiap makhluk Allah di muka bumi ini... nih tidak... time susah bukan main lagi... bila time senang... huh, langsung tak memandang... i dunno la why on earth that i always met this kind of fella lar... x larat sungguh... sungguh terasa hati ini apabila langsung tidak dihargai sebaliknya segala yang kita lakukan di'terbalik'kan... citer sana-citer sini... ape yang boleh kulakukan hanyalah berdoa ke hadrat Illahi agar Allah membuka pintu hati'nya' untuk berbuat kebaikan... kadang-kadang tu, benda yang tidak dilakukan pun di'ada-ada'kan... pelik betul la dengan orang yang cenggini... tapi aku sungguh bersyukur kerana setiap kali si polan ini mengadu-domba akan ada insan lain yang menidakkan kata-katanya dengan mengatakan perkara yang sebenar... hal ini benar-benar membuktikan bahawa insan yang teraniaya memang dilindungi Illahi...
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&lt;br /&gt;Actuallynye, bila difikir-fikirkan balik... si polan ni more to having the PHD feelings... hopefully dia akan diberikan hidayah oleh Allah agar dapat berubah demi kebaikan... but again...diri dia juga perlulah mempunyai iltizam untuk berubah kerana hidayah Allah hanya akan dapat dirasai oleh mereka yang benar-benar inginkan petunjuk dariNya... sudahlah begitu, perbuatan sentiasa mengadu-domba dan menyakitkan hati insan lain juga sebenarnya akan hanya membuatkan manusia itu menipu diri sendiri... why?... because dengan hasad dengki itu akan menimbulkan emosi yang pelbagai dan seterusnya menjurus kepada tercetusnya sifat iri-hati... as such, PLEASE STOP LYING... to anyone, everyone and especially to yourself... pesanan ikhlas sempena Aidilfitri... berubahlah...
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&lt;br /&gt;Tengok la gaya Thaqif main bunga api tuh.. yo-yo ooo jeks... tapi dia memang berani pegang bunga api tuh okay... selamba jeks... playing the fire-cracker with his Mak Usu while ibu and ayah relaxing... hahahaha... xde maknenye... we were also there at that moment deq non... standing somewhere out there and menye'nap' gambo ini maa... btw, bunga api nih ade la beli dua jenis... yang standard belang-belang tuh and yang ade kuwa kaler warna-warni tuh... tu je yang ade pun... i was actually looking for a fire-cracker jenis besi yang ade gambar kucing tuh... well, during my times dulu... main bunga api jenis tuh la best... memang mahai skit but at least ciri-ciri keselamatannye better than yang kertas belang-belang tu and furthermore the tendency for the fire-cracker to masuk angin adalah lebih rendah... paling menyampah kalau time main bunga api yang belang-belang tu bila dia tanak nyala... tension siot...
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&lt;br /&gt;Gambar Kaisah tak dapat nak amik sebab berlari-larian Kaisah main bunga api altho at first she was slightly scared... entah kenapa nak takut entah... padahal previosly selamba je cik nur Alif kaisah kita bermain dengan bunga api... ooo... maybe sebab masa memula menyalakan bunga api... the spark terkena my toe and i kind of screamed skit... ala skit je pun... tapi sakit ooo... ya ya... maybe due to that... ape la ibu Kaisah and Thaqif nih kan kan...
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&lt;br /&gt;Anak-anakku berposing dengan baju raya masing-masing... tema kami pada tahun ini... oren ye... lepas balik dari kampung nanti kita update lagiks gambo-gambo on pakaian raya ya... adios dulu...
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&lt;br /&gt;=&amp;gt; we are just human being with a small heart... mohon ampun dan maaf di atas segala kekhilafan kata dan perbuatan samada dalam sedar mahupun tidak... semoga Aidilfitri kali ini memberikan seribu rahmat dan makna yang mendalam kepada kita... Eid Mubarak to all... family, friends near and far, working colleagues and every Muslim out there... please forgive us for everything and anything that we have done... Maaf Zahir dan Batin... have a safe and great journey of balik kampung... aminnn...
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SEDEKAH MENGHAPUSKAN DOSA&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah saw bersabda ,  “Sedekah dapat menghapus dosa sebagaimana air memadamkan api.” (HR Tirmizi, di shahihkan oleh Al Albani dalam Shahih At Tirmizi). Diampuni dosa-dosanya dengan sebab bersedekah di sini tentu sahaja perlu disertai oleh taubat atas dosa yang dilakukan.  Bukan sebagaimana yang dilakukan oleh sebahagian orang yang sengaja berbuat maksiat seperti rasuah, memakan riba, mencuri, berbuat curang, mengambil harta anak yatim dan sebelum melakukan perkara-perkara itu, ia sudah merancang untuk bersedekah agar  dosanya akan terbayar di meudiannya nanti.  Sikap yang demikian tidak dibenarkan kerana ia termasuk dalam kategori merasa aman dari perancangan Allah yang merupakan dosa besar.  Allah swt berfirman , “Maka apakah mereka merasa aman dari azab Allah? Tiada yang merasa aman dan azab Allah kecuali orang-orang yang merugi.” (QS Al A’raf : 99)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.       MENDAPATKAN NAUNGAN DI HARI AKHIRAT&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah saw menceritakan tentang 7 jenis manusia yang akan mendapat naungan di suatu hari yang ketika itu tidak ada naungan lain selain dari Allah, iaitu hari akhirat. Salah satu jenis manusia yang mendapatkannya adalah, “Seorang yang bersedekah dengan tangan kanannya, ia menyembunyikan amalnya itu sampai-sampai tangan kirinya tidak mengetahui apa yang disedekahkan oleh tangan kanannya.” (HR Bukhari)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.       MEMBERI KEBERKATAN KEPADA HARTA&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah saw bersabda, “Harta tidak akan berkurang dengan sedekah. Dan seorang hamba yang pemaaf pasti akan Allah tambahkan kewibawaan baginya.” (HR Muslim)&lt;br /&gt;Apakah yang dimaksudkan hartanya tidak akan berkurang?  Dalam ‘Syarah Shahih Muslim’, Imam An Nawawi menjelaskan , “Para ulama’ menyebutkan bahwa yang dimaksudkan dengan ungkapan di atas  mencakupi dua perkara . Pertanya, hartanya diberkati dan dihindarkan dari bahaya. Maka pengurangan harta tersekat  oleh keberkatannya yang bersifat abstrak. Namun ini dapat dirasakan oleh pancaindera dan kebiasaan.  Kedua, Jika secara zatnya harta tersebut berkurang, maka pengurangan tersebut tersekat oleh jumlah pahala yang diperolehi dan pahala ini akan dilipat-gandakan sehingga berkali ganda banyaknya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.       PAHALA BERGANDA-GANDA&lt;br /&gt;Allah swt berfirman , “Sesungguhnya orang-orang yang bersedekah baik laki-laki mahupun perempuan dan meminjamkan kepada Allah pinjaman yang baik, niscaya akan dilipat-gandakan (ganjarannya) kepada mereka; dan bagi mereka pahala yang banyak.” (QS Al Hadid : 18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.       MENJADI BUKTI KEIMANAN SESEORANG&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah saw bersabda,  “Sedekah adalah bukti.” (HR Muslim). Imam An Nawawi menjelaskan,  “Iaitu bukti kebenaran imannya. Oleh kerana itu sedekah dinamakan demikian kerana merupakan bukti dari ‘Shidqu Imanihi’ (kebenaran imannya)”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.        MEMBEBASKAN DARI SIKSA KUBUR&lt;br /&gt;Rasulullah saw bersabda, “Sedekah akan memadamkan api siksaan di dalam kubur.” (HR Thabrani, di shahihkan oleh Al Albani dalam Shahih At Targhib).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85807/mazharalti/f7f7139510307d08094bbbc90834e8d0.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440975975162060294-707914862275498193?l=nuralifkaisah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Comfort and Security&lt;/div&gt;Providing comfort is one of the fundamental reasons many moms continue to nurse beyond age two. The toddler years are full of frustrations and overstimulation, and nursing can be calming and reassuring. As Missouri mother Jessica B. shares, breastfeeding a toddler continues to offer a special bonding experience for mother and child: "We are so comfy and snuggled together... it's a really nice bonding time for mother and child."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Letting the Child Decide When to Wean&lt;br /&gt;While many moms certainly enjoy the bonding time that breastfeeding offers, Circle of Moms members who have chosen to breastfeed beyond age two emphasize that they breastfeed for the child's sake, not their own. Liz B., who is breastfeeding a 2-year old, explains: "I don't feed her for my own benefit. In fact, I am over it. But, my little girl likes the closeness and the time out for her. I think we can rush our children too much with things. I'm trying to be easygoing with her, and she will stop when she is ready." Like Liz B., moms who breastfeed into the toddler years often decide to let their child self-wean. Karen T. shares: "I'm currently nursing my 23-month-old and will continue to do so until she's ready to stop...I believe it's best to allow the child to make this choice on his/her own."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stronger Immune System&lt;br /&gt;Toddlers are major germ magnets, touching and tasting everything in sight. While experts tend to agree that the most significant health benefits from breast milk occur during in the child's first year, many moms still credit the antibodies in breast milk with helping to combat infections and decrease the severity of illnesses during the toddler years. Celeste C. shares: "While my twin boys did get sick, I credit breastfeeding for the shorter duration (i.e., one of them got RSV and he was only sick for a few days)." Similarly, Mel R., a mother of 3 in Coventry, shared: "My son has only ever been poorly once, and that was only a cold. He never needs the doctor, and he is in the 97th percentile for both his height and weight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nutritional Boost&lt;br /&gt;While solid foods are usually toddlers' primary source of nutrition, many breastfeeding moms feel that breast milk offers an important nutritional boost to a child's diet, especially since toddlers are notoriously picky eaters. As Cindy M., a mother of one, explains, "My son doesn't always want to eat a lot of table food or enough of the RIGHT foods. Continuing to nurse helps me feel confident that he's still getting good nutrition, even on days that he doesn't feel like eating all his veggies or chicken."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=&gt; credit to CircleOfMums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=&gt; actually I used to scold Kaisah when she wants to breastfeed... dah more than 2 years ok... tak larat... but when I read this article... keinsafan terus melanda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85807/mazharalti/f7f7139510307d08094bbbc90834e8d0.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6440975975162060294-4784976782265999760?l=nuralifkaisah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sabri...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3eyL8uOkh0/TWJ75qKH4AI/AAAAAAAAD8g/exoRQrsRJC8/s1600/DSCN0723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3eyL8uOkh0/TWJ75qKH4AI/AAAAAAAAD8g/exoRQrsRJC8/s200/DSCN0723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576155519137603586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p773cYIvpDI/TWJ6_vtWg7I/AAAAAAAAD8I/wkFXJ88E9ac/s200/DSCN0720.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576154524195128242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RvDHzzfP4vE/TWJ6_CgNkCI/AAAAAAAAD8A/hbfR9onkPzw/s200/DSCN0719.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576154512060420130" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QwfMEZjBxNk/TWJ6-54xZFI/AAAAAAAAD74/QzbyscA00AA/s200/DSCN0718.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; 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