Now that it’s been two months that the little one arrived, and with the family finally returning home to realize there’s a wedding to host next month, I thought I’d finally have a chance to regain my thunder. Although…its not happeninnnnnng!!
¾ of the Aussies arrived at last. The little one is adorable and Yahya, well he’s a completely different story. It took me two days to realize that ‘Aa tu’ means ‘thank you’ in Yoyo-land. I think he combines English, Urdu and a hint of Chinese all wrapped up in a fancy Australian accent.
We were sitting on the sofa looking at Yahya being high on chocolate when Apa said,
‘I have an excellent idea for Mehndi…’
Finally somebody thinks of me and my wedding next month and how we could possibly make it THE wedding of our lives.
‘…I’ll make a bright rust pocketed kameez for Yahya with a white shalwar, and I’ll get a yellow gold stole to hang around his neck. My son is going to look great’, Apa finished.
Reality Check # 1: Dear Bride, you are NOT a princess.