People around me have been giving comments that Khaleeq looks a tad like a girl.
The other day we went over to a kid's playgym where they had all the giant slides and soft-ball canons. The playgym assistant had to fix the admission tag around the kids' wrist and called out to Khadra:
"Could you get your sister to come over here.."
Right, OK. "Excuse me, it's a HE, Not a SHE!" I retorted.
During Khaleeq's first day of school, one of the new parents approached me as Khaleeq, in his blue apron, was playing with the playhouse and slides,
"How old is she?"
"It's a HE, Not a SHE!", I replied with a smirk.
So, OK. I geddit. I'll get him a haircut. The hairstyle he has now is basically the courtesy of my mom. She simply got so sick of Khaleeq's fringes poking his eyes, that she just cut them off in a straight line, ala China doll.
So, yes, I shall do something about that. I'll fix him up real nice and won't let his gender be a question ever. Hence, merrily, I took Khaleeq to the Lucky Star barber shop in Lucky Garden for a good old fashion mamak cut.
It's a HE, Not a SHE, right? I thought so. :) But he does look a little nakal now, don't you think?
-dillz blogging out-