I tried an adventurous route, travelling to KL by plane rather than the usual drive-up, wanting to con my brain into thinking this is a proper 'holiday'.
Like all other spiral-into-disaster episodes, "it seemed like a good idea at first" was my usual defense. Hafidz and I (and the rest of the 95 people on board Jetstar) have reached a consensus that its better to wait until Sofia is at least 2 or can sit still for longer periods of time (whichever comes first) before we hop on another flight. That way, perhaps she won't be screaming like a banshee the whole way.
*growl*
In retrospect though, I think both Arissa and the maid - at least- enjoyed the new experience although Hafidz and I were ready to jump off the flight somewhere above Malacca.
The wedding @ Putrajaya was super grand, and seeing all the cousins again after so long made the trip worth every penny and every tantrum. We reconnected with each other's lifestyle and marital status and kids and everything in between. Oh how much we have grown!!
The Bride was exceptionally beautiful and the whole ceremony took on a new meaning for old wedded couples like me. Aaah, to be so in love again... :)
Backstage, a whole lot of socialising was done on her behalf. Common activities include running, hiding, jumping, screaming in joy, mollycoddling and screaming in distress.
To my lovely cousin Atiqah and husband Effi, selamat pengantin baru from us (via karaoke)
and welcome to the mad (but very affectionate!) family.
