Part One

"ZAINO O WAY3A!!"

Sigh. A new day. Again. I always thought that I would get used to hal wath3, but obviously I still didn't. Omg tawni astaw3ib! Ilyoum il3eed!! No wonder she's yelling like that.. I should get the kids washed up and ready for the usual 3eed tour..

I quickly get up from my too-small bed, get into the bathroom real quick, and go sprinting to the 2 kids; my half-sister and brother."Faroo7a, 5aloodi, yalla goomaw ilyoum il3eed!! Bsir3a 3ashan Mama Sara ma t3a99ib!!" They both try to open their eyes against the light, with those sweet, innocent smiles. ;*

"Yalla yalla bsir3a insawwi subbai7a!" I try to say it as enthusiastically as I can. Am as much as sleepy as they are; I hardly slept an hour or two..I pick up 5aloodi and hold Faroo7a's hand and go to the bathroom. When I put them both in the water, they think its like every bath I give them. We usually play a little with their water toys, and then we take the real shower.

"La la Faroo7a ilyoum no playing!! We have to go down! Mama and Baba are waiting for u!"
She gives me a nathra that I don't like, and gives up to the shower.We finish up real quick, and I start to dress them up in their brand new clothes. Faroo7a is so happy with her new dress. 5aloodi is still too young to realize anything as such.I dress up as quick as I can, into my not-so-new clothes. 5alti Sara thought it was a waste to spend money on new clothes for me. I didn't care much about that. Its been that way for a long time now, ever since she came into our lives. Plus she was still mad that Baba bought me the new BMW. I never really asked for it. I kept saying that any car will do, but he was trying to make me happy with something nice. After all, we ARE middle-classed, I knew he would have a hard time paying for something expensive. I mean, I WAS happy with it, but nothing seems to make me happy enough after Mama was gone..

Anyway, I applied some light makeup, just some mascara and light blush and some lite pink lip gloss. I think I looked sweet even though my baby pink dress wasn't that much to look at. "Anything will do" I thought in my head. "3ad min bishoofni, prince charming mathalan? Ufff.."
I rushed downstairs with Faroo7a and 5aloodi to find baba and 5alti sara waiting..

Me: 9aba7 il5air.. 3eedkom imbarak
Baba: 9aba7 inoor hala ib binti zainat ilbanat.. Ayamich sa3eeda yoba
I kiss his forehead with a smile on my face.. He was the best dad ever.
Sara: tawinas? Shrayich itna6reenna cham sa3a zyada ba3ad? Haa? Shino 3aroos 3ashan ta5theen kil hal wagt?

I looked at my feet, suddenly interested at how my toenails look..

Baba: sara.. Bas 3ad.. Ilyoum 3eed, la taksireen ib 5a6ir libnaya..
Sara: wallah shoof 3amayilha!!
Baba: 5ala9 7a9al 5air.. Yalla yoba mishaina..
Baba carries 5aloodi, oo 5alti sara takes faroo7a by the hand and they all go to the door, me trailing behind..