My Slytherin Prince.

This post was triggered by a t-shirt I saw on sale that has the Slytherin colors on it.
Almost went mental & bought it for Izzaz but then I decided to step back & think about it.
He was my Slytherin prince since I carried him in my tummy.
Was obsessed with the emerald rebung for the color,
I loved him in the green stripey onesie he had.
I always pictured him to be the tough go-getter.
But he is nothing like a true Slytherin.
He is such a soft, ooey gooey boy.
He sleeps pressed against me all night long,
Loves to climb onto my lap for no reason,
Loooves kisses.
He hates confrontations.
It was his birthday recently & there were lots of presents his aunts & uncles bought,
Most for him, some for other people too.
Of course we opened his first & of course his sister & cousins crowded around to take a look.
In the chaos of fights that followed, he quietly slipped away, picked up something else that no one was interested in, & started playing.
Long after that, when everyone's attention has shifted from his toys, he finally went back to take a proper look & play.
He doesn't mind eating the broken pieces of biscuits that his sister rejects (simply because they're not perfectly round coming out of the wrapper),
But he eats like a champ (any clues on which house is located near the Hogwarts kitchen?)
& even though he hates meds & cries when he has to take them,
He's not the struggling & spitting type,
Sometimes he even takes them willingly.
A few weeks ago Hilwa fell sick & had to take the antibiotics,
So we went through the usual routine of tying a napkin around her neck as a bib, holding her down on Ikhwan's lap & feeding her the med,
After it was done this boy crept onto Ikhwan's lap, pulled the napkin around his neck & just quietly sat there.
Then we realized he wanted it too lol.
We gave him plain water from a syringe & they both fell for it.
So that whole week while Hilwa was finishing her antibiotics, Izzaz became my accomplice in feeding Hilwa.
Worked wonders.
So honestly, this boy is no Slytherin.
He's more of a Hufflepuff if you ask me.
Often overlooked but working discreetly in the background to make the whole picture come together.
All he needs is mama & everything is right in the world teehee.
& I must say, yellow is without a doubt his color.

Im not gonna bother brainstorming for a cool title.

Just finished season 3 of narcos.
Now this is my preferred kind of superhero movie,
Where the hero, in theory, wins but basically nothing much changes in the world.
Like, yeah you tapau-ed 3 Dons in your life, but that's not stopping the flow of drugs around the world.
It's so realistically depressing, I love it!
Honestly I didn't really enjoy this one.
Too much suspense man give this aging heart a break lol.
I told Ikhwan that even though Escobar was personally so violent & lansi, there was this regality about him that works.
Yes I'm still very obsessed.
& Tata obviously can never be beat by any other cartel wives ever.
The Cali cartel in this new season feels sloppy, I guess too many heads always prove to be a recipe for disaster right?
& I especially hated it once the youngsters starts influencing the decisions of the adults.
So glad that shithead David died lol.
So yeah. I haven't been this passionate about a series since Friends I guess.
Kinda glad I allowed Ikhwan to talk me into watching it.