Abuelo tan divino!

Nenas tio Cesar arrived from Colombia he was lucky enough to spend some days with Abuelo I can just see how happy they were.  There are many pictures but there is one picture that says it all.

I can just feel their happiness is being to long since I have being embrace this way in Abuelo's arms I can just remember being a  little girl and feeling Abuelo hug me and kiss me.  There was no better place than his arms.

There are so many pictures tio took, I would love to put them all this are some of the ones that I love.  

I love this picture sleeping next to his oldest granddaughter, I know he loved having her over there he is just so sweet and special.


 I will be putting more pictures as the week goes if I can make up my mind in picking up the best ones.  

In the hunt for the accent, the looks!

I know many of you would not relate to this and nenas I know definitely you guys would not when you grow up. When you are from another country and live in a big city in the USA you just never miss talking Spanish or interacting with people from your own country because they are just every where, usually they are little communities like Jackson Heights NY for Colombians, Kendall, FL for Colombians, Astoria, NY for Arabs and the list can go on and on. When we first started to move to the south to smaller cities I stop spotting Colombians or baba Egyptians. They are just not around and when we do find one is like finding a diamond.

On Saturday baba calls when he is halfway to Houma, LA, if you have never being in that road is the country full of sugar cane fields. He decided to stop in a gas station while he is making the line to pay there are some Spanish people in front of him he notices the clerk is talking to them in Spanish (keep on mind baba can not tell when someone that speaks Spanish has an accent) but in his mind he is like that guy is not Spanish he looks Arab. Then is baba's turn to pay and the clerk says "Salam Malekiuum" is just amazing how we can spot people from our own country just by the features. Turns out the man is from Yemen and owns the gas station. I know it was just nice to find someone who you can speak to in your own language.

The other day while I was at the park the same thing happen to me. While I was there talking to some of mami's from the group I spotted an older gentlemen playing with it a little girl from the moment I saw him I knew he was from Colombia. I could not help myself and I had to ask him. Surely enough he is actually from the same area I am from.

Not sure but I think here in the USA is the same I am not sure if I can tell where someone is from because of the way they look, but I will definitely be able to tell you is someone is from New York versus someone from South Carolina. I will assume someone from the Midwest could also distinguish someone from the south and so forth.

Another thing I have always like is how one word in Spanish in Argentina means something else in Puerto Rico. Not sure if the same applies from state to state here. The best part of these is that we only learn this things when we come to the USA, is the only place where you can meet people from the whole world, I don't think there are allot of chances of me meeting an Egyptian in Colombia. Now that I am talking about this, the first time I went to Egypt in 2001 we were driving through Sinai going to place call Dahab when all of sudden in the middle of the dessert road I see a post from the United Nations and I see a Colombia flag up. I made the driver stop to find out what was the deal I was so excited of seeing a Colombia soldier in the middle of the dessert.

Is funny also when I have travel to Egypt people don't see me like a Hispanic or Latina they see me as an American.

We love breakfast

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We love breakfast...we usually have a Colombian breakfast or an Egyptian breakfast while putting together my little collage I realize that us Colombians have many many more options for breakfast than baba's. The sad thing is that allot of the Colombian goodies for breakfast are not available here in Baton Rouge..I could always make them from scratch but that would mean waking up at 5:00 AM to make the food.

The only thing we have in common among the two different types of breakfast are the beans or frijoles like we call them, or foul like they call them in Egypt. However our beans are kidney or red beans the Egyptian type are fava beans.

Nenas you guys love the foul sometimes baba makes them with tahina, or yogurt, and tomatoes, or olive oil, and lemon. With a nice hot pita bread yummy yummy.

Nenas you guys also love to eat the arepas or the bunuelos or los huevos pericos like we call them in Colombia.

On a new note, I will be gone for a couple of days would be back to posting maybe Sunday or Monday...salam!!!!

Whose turn is it tonight? Mami or Baba!

Just a little info for those that don't read my About Me...

Baba is from Egypt Mami from Colombia... A bad bad combination...nenas thank God you guys are American.

Every night baba and mami sit in the couch and watch our fare of shows just to name a few:

NCIS
Law and Order Criminal Intent
Law and Order SUV
House
Or any action movie since those are baba's favorite...pretty much any police chasing movie or series we are in.

And almost every night mami will hear something in the shows that goes within this lines "Colombians, Colombia, Drugs, Cartel, Kidnap, Cocaine" If I get a freebie that night for sure is baba's night and baba would certainly hear something within these lines ""Arabs, Muslim, Middle Eastern, terrorist, explosives"

(nenas my this and these in the two sentences above were done in purpose those two words drive me insane so I figure I will used the two at least one of the sentences has the correct grammar)

In other words we are doomed.....I would always joke with baba you and me in a plane are a high risk...

Nenas this is 2009 well I should say mami has being living with the Colombian vendetta since she arrived in the USA, I will never forget Miami Beach school year of 1985 (gosh I am old). We had just arrived from Colombia, Zero English and in Elementary school the teacher ask me "De donde es usted" (where you from) Mami "De Colombia" (From Colombia) hard to explain his facial expression but with his verbal comment it would be more than enough "oh mucho polvo" (Oh lots of powder) What was I going to know at the age of 11.

Baba in the other hand I remember being in NYC right after 2001 and his van being stop in the Queensbooro bridge -- and being held for hours -- most likely because he was an Arab and he was going into the city with a van pushing a coffee cart..

So baba and mami in one way or another have felt what is being from a country and having to deal with the prejudice but nenas in these situations the best solution is humor...trust me nenas a laugh can cure anything --

Hey at least people know where we are from when we say our countries. People not only relate drugs to Colombia I also get ask about my coffee, and for Egypt people are always intrigue with the pyramids so is not only the bad stuff we have lots and lots things to offer.

Nenas when you think of Colombia or Egypt think of these, actually I have pictures of me in these two places but I could not find them

Rosy cheeks many decades later!!!

Cachetes, mejillas chapiadas, rosadas...
Khdod hamra....


I always wonder why there are certain things that no matter how many years have gone by or how many thousand of miles we have travel we still keep and can not get over it, now that I am a mom many of those memoirs come to mind and one in particular. ROSY CHEEKS

I remember growing up and every time we would be going outside Abuela would always pinch our cheeks to make them nice and pink an even go to the extend of putting a little bit or blush and the best part I can remember vividly like it just happen today she would moist the tip of her finger with her saliva and just a little of blush to make them nice and rosy. I have talk to baba about this and Zetu used to pinch his cheeks to get a nice rosy color as well....

Mashallah I just love this stuff that our mothers used to do!!!!

So why did they do it???? Not sure why maybe rosy cheeks means beauty and health, the only thing that I know is that it makes a long time impression every time I see Samia or Gamila with rosy cheeks I feel a sense of satisfaction. I have not pinch them yet to make them get rosy, but I can not guarantee you nenas that I would not do it one day!!!! Is hard to resist not doing what Abuela did after all she is my inspiration.

MAMI SE QUE NO LEES INGLES PERO QUIERO QUE SEPAS QUE ERES MI INSPIRACION TU Y MI PAPA CUANDO ERA CHIQUITA LUCHARON MUCHO PARA HACER DE MI LA PERSONA QUE SOY HOY!!!!

Here is Mami rosy cheecks

Nenas try to get one of baba's picture but I think with that olive skin it was hard to capture in a camera sorry nenas. However after looking at this picture Gamila came to my mind right away....Milo you just look like Yahiuha (like Zetu would call baba)

I got bling bling!

So finally today Gamila can be officially call a girl she has earrings.


I feel like it has taken for ever for me to do them. The first time I was going to do them they found her heart murmur so I post poned it, then came going to Egypt the last thing I needed was a pair of ear lobes infected in Egypt, then the Eczema but Today WAllah my princess Gamila has earrings.


I just don't understand why in this country they would not pierce their ears the moment you are born in Colombia you come out of the womb and pang you are pierce. I did ask the nurse today and her response was the earlobes grow so much is hard to be precise as to where to open them did not make much sense but who cares! So when I got Samia's pierced at 9 months people would look at me like if I was barbaric or they would make the comment -- oh poor baby it hurt her, why do that --- I will be like well beauty hurts...is just a cultural thing I know in Egypt and Colombia the same a little girl without earrings is like me without a bra, you just need to have them on.


Seriously I can go out without a watch my rings but my earrings they have to be on, I literally feel naked if I don't have my earrings on. I guess they have being with me since I was 3 minutes old figures.


Poor nenas they just have a pair of barbaric parents by the age of three their heads have being shaved, their ears have being pierce and I have giving them the taste of la chancla...but nenas one day you will thank me...Samia your hair is thick and lots of it, Gamila yours the same but with lots of curls, Samia you being wearing the same earrings I wore when I was born, Gamila you will be wearing the same earrings Titi Mio had when she was a baby well that is after six weeks from today.


For those that are interested in how much pain she was and how much she cry here is a sequence of events

10:08 at the lobby

10:23 in the car

1 minute of crying at most!!! for a life of displaying beautiful earrings!

Wacka, wacka weird

Like all of you know by now my mind is always going like 300 mph today I wrote in a paper every single different though that came to my mind.

-I love blogging one for the nenas, two I get to practice my writing skills which are not that good I have ideas but getting them in paper can be some times confusing and my grammar oh boy - I will get an "F" that is why I choose to be an accountant.

There are some words that no matter how much I write them I always write them wrong thank God for speller check. here is a list --

• man or men (still trying to remember which one is plural or singular) and next to it goes woman - women
• which always gets written like wich or wish
• written or writte always forget one "t" or two "t"
• this versus these - this is always a puzzle for me
• past tense I think i will need an intense super duper intense course in this
• beautiful this one I always misspelled

On a different note nenas I always wonder which one of the two of you would do what I do for instance:

• I love to eat a banana while I am eating chicken soup
• I love to eat avocados while I am eating chicken soup
• I love to stick my crackers, bread and cheese inside my coffee
• Baba only eats white meat of the chicken
• I only eat the dark meat of the chicken
• I like my eggs soft in the yolk
  
• Baba loves his eggs hard the yolk
• When we eat the whole fish I love to eat the eyes
• I don't like the sides of the bread the crust -- this upsets baba so so much
• When ever I have a headache I make myself a triple espresso and wallah is gone

I know you guys must be going grossgross fish eyes...bread inside coffee wacka wacka.

3 Different Diagnosis for Gamila la Gamina

So Gamila had this bad rash on her face for the last couple of days, the dilemma started on Monday so I decided to go to the health food market and get her some kind of lotion, while I am in the middle of this Abuelo from Colombia calls me..and the moment I pick up the phone I was saying  "Uy que caro" (wow how expensive) I am relating to the 13 dollars that  I had just payed in a HEALTHY lotion.

So I start telling Abuelo what Gamila has how it looks and so forth and his comments were hilarious..I was laughing non stop in the parking lot.

Abuelo "Muneca eso no es nada lo que la nina tiene"

Mami "Bueno papi acabo de pagar 13 dollars esta vaina tiene que funcionar"

Abuelo "Hay mijita eso es esos americanos que a todo le tienen nombre para sacarle la platica a uno"

Mami "No me jodas"

Abuelo "Muneca eso debe de ser una pulgita que la pico dale unos dias y se va a mejorar"


Just to translate briefly abuelo's  conversation he thinks Gamila got bitten by a flea and that in America people give everything a name so they can take your money away!

Now we travel from Colombia to Egypt.


I received a call from Guido of course their main concern is how the girls are doing...I tell him that Gamila has a rash in her face..I can hear him telling Zetu and Suzzu and I can hear Suzzu rambling on..so he goes ahead and translates what Suzzu thinks she has.  Her diagnose is bad eye, her cure read one of the  last Surah's from the Koran...I just love this lady she is the most adorable human being on earth.

Finally the Medical Diagnose she had a reaction to something she ate.  Cherries you are banned from Elashry Casa.

Is just so funny how we put this two countries together and I get from being bitten by a flea all the way to the bad eye...Ya Salam!!!!!

Changes!

So I have always try to keep this a mommy blog, but is so hard not being able to put my political, cultural views to this blog, but after much debating I am going to do so...I think is only fair for Samia and Gamila to know what mami was thinking about when she was not changing pampers or doing motherly things...so today is the start...I also hope that I don't offend many of my readers, since many of them are my mommy friends that I see in a weekly basis. (well I should not be worry is freedom of speech if I were to write this in Colombia I might get in trouble and the same in Egypt, this is the beauty of the USA nenas )

So Obama is in office que alivio tan hijuemadre, supposedly he is being measure in his 100 first day, but for God Sake it took about 2920 days for Bush to screw it up, so why expect that my man can fix it in 100 days.

There are many things that he has done that I am already excited about, however I do have to admit for all I know it can all be talk what he is doing, but let's be positive is a start...he already engage the Muslim world makes me happy although I am not a Muslim half of my household is Muslim so anything that happens in that end of the woods does affect me. I am happy he did his interview with Albariya and not Al Jazeera, when I was in Egypt even before he became president he was already like, they love him over there..I do have to admit many of them think he is Muslim but I think many of them see him as African since yes Egypt is in Africa I have met many people that are not aware of that little tiny geographical fact.

Let's see what happens in the weeks to come with Obama and the middle east, as far as Colombia he has not engage with them yet, but I do know they are cutting the aid to Colombia and even though I am a Colombian I have to be fair there is no reason to help Colombia with so many billions like they do, there are many other countries that are in need of those money. Uribe would fend for Colombia he is being doing it for a while and has done an awesome job, his last triumph was the liberation of Betancur; however I have my doubts about that I think there was some dirt in that transaction he needed to score big so he could be reelected and have the constitution change in Colombia. One day we will learn the truth about this.

Inside America it scares me what is going on although here in Louisiana we have not felt the RECESSION to its full extent, I know many others places are in very bad situation even in my family los Abuelos are having hard times, good friends in Jersey are losing homes...so why help all of these banking organizations and car industries and not help this hard working families, I can not understand this, and this bull of the banks helping people I know of friends that have call the banking institutions trying to make an arrangement so they don't loose their homes and the answer is "Bring your mortgage up to date and then we talk" with this answer your response is don't pay and live a year for free till your house goes in foreclosure they leave them with no choice.

Casitas Colombianas

So the weekend has being a very calm one, mainly at home enjoying baba and las nenas.
On Saturday baba made some yummy Samack (fish), baba is from Alexandria and there they eat lots and lots of fish so whenever he gets a chance he cooks it.

Mami just run errands taking advantage that las nenas can stay home with baba, since going with the two of them to a supermarket is not much fun. Specially Gamila my Houdini ends up taking up her seat belt and wants to jump of the buggy. Inshallah it never happens.


Mami has being wanting to make one of her casitas not sure it has a name in english is a craft from Colombia. So on Sunday I convince baba to help me build "la maqueta". After a while we were finally able to build it, now I have to paint it and make with clay all of the items that go inside mainly Colombian things typical items from my country.

I have a few here at home that I have purchase, but they are so hard to come by and so delicate that if I have them mail from Colombia they would be destroy by the time I open that box. So I decided to build them let's see how the end product would be.

On another note I have made like 250 yo-yo's still have 320 to go...so I can start building my quilt, I though the yo-yo's would take much longer to be made but to my surprise not at all.

I am a hyperactive person I can not stay still so I am always doing something. Baba had a really hard time getting used to the fact that even when I am watching tv I am doing something else on the side. From what I see in Samia and Gamila as of now I see more Gamila being like mami.

Children of Gaza and the world crying!

Nenas I know this not usually what I write about but there are events that can not be overlook.

I just hope that the bloodshed stops. The same thing went on in Colombia years back and it still does because there are thousands of children that lost their parents to bombs, kidnaps and so forth. And is not only Gaza, Colombia there are billion of children in different parts of the world suffering.

However I always wonder how cruel the governments can be or the ones that give the orders to bomb. I will venture to say that at some point of their lives they had the opportunity to look into a child's eyes and see how innocent,fragile, angelic their look can be. 
HOW can they have the heart to make this children suffer the way they are suffering right now!

LET'S JUST PRAY THAT ONE DAY THIS CHILDREN CAN SMILE AND NOT BE WORRY ABOUT ADULT PROBLEMS!

INSHALLAH SOON!

20,886 miles wrap 2008

So the end of 2008 is here and I wanted to summon it up. It was a year with allot of expected and unexpected things.


At the beginning of the year we were ecstatic baba had finally received his permanent immigration papers so plans to visit Egypt had started, Gamila was still too small so we had decided to postpone till the spring of 2009. Then our Mio felt ill at first we just though it was something she was going to recuperate from, however that would not be the final outcome. While all of these was going on many scenarios cross our mind baba would go alone and visit them and see Mio. However the inexplicable happened and our world was shatter Mio was gone and now we had Zetu, Guido, and Suzzu sad, lost wanting to hold in their arms their son. Plans then change we will be going to Egypt in the Summer. For this to happen many many trips were done to Texas to get baba's military papers organize. Mami and las nenas fixed their passports, and on August of 2008 our journey started.


Prior to leaving we found out baba would be staying in Baton Rouge so we went out and look for a house, this was something that we had being waiting for a while and finally now we were giving the GO, so we did not hesitate and stoke a deal and started building our house.


Egypt was a bitter sweet experience, is hard to explain how in so much sorrow there was a little of joy, but it happen Guido and Zetu were able to hold their grandchildren and their son. I was happy that at least we could bring a little bit of sunshine with the girls. The stay was great we shared with our family and we really got to see how much Amira had lived for las nenas (one day I will go in detail on these).


Like everything in life things come and go we return from Egypt on October the transition went great Thank God! Once again we were back to our daily life with new things to look forward. First we would go to Tio Cesars wedding in South Carolina this trip was a fast and furious, too long of a journey for such a short stay, the wedding was nice and most important we were all together before the holidays.


Once again back home getting ready for the holiday.


Dios, God, Allah I thank you for everything you have giving me this year, I am still trying to over come the why of Mio but I know I can not question you. Thank you for all of the new things I have learn and for allowing me to become a better person everyday that goes by, thank you for my nenas for the health they share, thank you for the husband that I was giving, thank you for my family and friends that surround me.

I can only ask you for health for us and to bring peace and health to so many people out there.

UMMM traditions for the end of the year El Ano viejo

So the end of the year is approaching and this is the perfect time to talk a little about the traditions I grew up with...is funny how there are so many superstitious things to do for the New Year. Just a funny note in Colombia we say allot El Ano Viejo which translates to the Old Year. Not New Year.

I know many are done by other countries here are a few of the ones I grew up seeing, I remember my Abuelo and Abuela with friends doing things like this. I have kept a few some others I stop doing.

• Get a luggage and at midnight go out of the house and around the block carrying it and then come back in.. by doing this you will travel the upcoming year.
• Eat 12 grapes at midnight and make a wish every time you eat one.
• Wear brand new underwear preferably red
• Take an egg a glass of water and break the egg inside the glass put the glass under the bed and the next day between your family and your friends, read the egg to see what is going to happen the following year (not sure how to read an egg is more like a fun thing to do)
• We also build like a doll made out of scraps and then we burn him and really what it means is burning El Ano Viejo.

I guess you would wonder with so many things to do right at midnight you will not be finish till about 1:00 AM

Tamales, Natilla, Crazy things!

I have to admit today has being kind of a crazy day. With moments of allot of happiness and laughter.

Let's start baba is super tired pobresito he has not stop working, not only does he has to deal with all the crazy guest trying to get everything for Christmas, but he has to come to a wife that is doing snowflakes at the request of Samia and hanging them from the ceiling.

This morning mami finish making some snowflakes that had being put in the back burner for a couple of weeks, I am starting to hang them however I have made a few 3D and boy are they time consuming but the kids love them today.

We had a few visitors at home today. Stacy came with Carson to let us taste some of those cookies she spend the whole day baking yesterday and her tedious work was worth it. Samia enjoy the OREOS snowballs with white chocolate. Poor Stacy she came to visit and ended babysitting. Before writing tonight I read my friends Stacy blog and she had the cutes post about the fun they had while I was gone.

Then we had our other friend Stacey bringing us some more chocolate fudge, chocolate pretzels. By now I am a ball of sugar from eating so much sweet. NO JODA ESTOY MAS DULCE QUE UNA ABEJA! Then to top it off Bonnie came by, but she was healthier she brought me a salad, she knows I tend to skip lunch and my sugar drops and I start to feel bad, well little did she know my sugar was high from so much sweets.

With so much company Samia was enjoying her friends coming and dropping off sweets, she also took the time to show them her snowflakes. After the visitors left mami took time to start cooking tamales.

Tamales

Tomatoes
Onions
Scallions
Garlic
Cumin
Salt
Beef
Chicken
Sazon Goya
Potatoes
Olive Oil
Canned Vegetables


Cut the tomatoes, onions, scallions and garlic in small pieces you can use the chopper. nenas as you will learn mami has not quantities I am just not good at it I just estimate, Inshallah by the time you are in your own mami can tell you exactly how many tomatoes etc.


After cutting put everything in a pot with olive oil, cummin, sazon goya, salt and pepper.

While this is cooking, wash the beef and chicken cut it in cubes and then put everything in the pot.

While this is cooking start peeling the potatoes and cutting them in larger cubes

Check that the stuff in the pot has cooked already if there is too much water take the top off so it can evaporate then add the can of vegetables.

After this has being cooked and cool off. Get the plantain leaves and warm them up to make them more manageable

I take this time to make la masa ponerle sal con un poquito de color

And this is how we put them together

Usually baba is the one that wraps them up

Samia just as a reminder you started to help me make tamales at 2 years old and here is a picture to prove it, I should add you drove me crazy asking mami lets bake tamales, you think everything is bake I can not blame you is being very festive the last couple of months.

So between all of these cooking there is a very funny episode it goes like this:

Samia: Mami I am going pipi

Mami: Okey

Samia is gone for longer than usually, Mami takes a walk to the bathroom.....

OH OH what do I find Samia with a mirror looking at her NALGAS.

Mami: Samia que estas haciendo

Samia: Looking for my tail (buscandome la cola)

Mami: Speechless a lo COLOMBIANO con LA JETA ABIERTA

The cooking continues La NATILLA here I cheat a little bit I buy the box that has the premade mixture so it goes like this not much instruction nenas just pictures follow the instructions in the box oh make sure you follow the ones written in Spanish for the past 10 years every time I buy this box for some reason the english instructions are written wrong.

So today Santa came once again and took one of Samia's beautiful ornaments she made for Santa (wait I really have to stop as I type this is 11:00 PM, GAmila is not feeling so well so we are in bed and she is in my arms picking her nose OH GOSH a 1 year old picking her nose in front of mami....Gamila ten cuidado que te vas a sacar un ojo)

So this is our tree after Santa has made his last trip, tomorrow evening El Nino Dios would be born and then we will open our gifts, the best part is that next to this beautiful Christmas story, Christmas tree we have a beautiful picture frame of the last Sura from the Koran. Nenas this is what we all are about understanding each other respecting each other and most important of all loving were we come from and what we believe in.

El Nino Dios and Santa have a plan! Ginger Bread Home

So lately I have being debating and truly is only mami the one debating since baba celebrates Christmas because of us, is not something he grew up with. Although I have to admit he is very good with all the festivities and the preparing he is my chef partner to prepare all my Colombian dishes for that day.

So I grew up believing en el Nino Dios. In Colombia there is not such a day as Christmas day that day is to lounge at home recuperating from the night before. I celebrate Christmas Eve marking the birth of Jesus. From the day I can remember we always stayed up till midnight to open all of the presents under the tree that el Nino DIos have brought for us. When we moved to the states I was older and still believe in el Nino Dios but Santa took over El Nino Dios.

The last couple of Christmas Samia has stayed awake with us till midnight....however she was not so aware of what is going on. This year Samia believes in Santa and that he is going to bring her many presents and so forth..so I have being breaking my head deciding how to do this. I have all the presents that Santa has left for us in the the guest bathroom which nobody uses.

So today I decided we were going to make Santa some little gifts and Samia was so much into it she loves to glue so we made a few Christmas ornaments for the tree and we hang them in the tree I told her that Santa is very busy and he has started to drop of gifts and every night he would come and take one of the gifts she did for him and he would start leaving gifts but we she can not open them till El Nino Dios says it is okey.

Here is Samiuta doing her ornaments

Here she is hanging the ornaments she made

I wonder why make up all of these stories, but then I tell myself they are children and are allow to believe and live childhood...

I have also decided that the ornaments that she made as gifts for Santa would be giving to Abuela so she can put in her tree and I know if I give them to Zetu and Guido they would hang them all over the house, like they do with their pictures. Mashallah for such a beautiful family, although I have to admit I being kind of nostalgic lately I miss my Amira. and till this day I just can not believe that she is not around. Que picara es la vida a veces con nosotros nos tira jugadas que nunca nos hubieramos imaginado.
Wahashtiny Habibi!!!\

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So Baba came from work to do a much awaited Ginger Bread House. Samia and baba had a blast, she even wanted to take it to her bed for night, night, night.