<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940</id><updated>2012-01-31T10:24:49.337Z</updated><title type='text'>Keluarga Kistijantoro</title><subtitle type='html'>Are you sitting comfortably?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-4033827938827593005</id><published>2011-11-28T08:25:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:33:18.738Z</updated><title type='text'>dimana ... dimana ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-mIwMp6ai8/TtNHM6_tn3I/AAAAAAAABS4/WRZTc6vW47E/s1600/IMG_9444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-mIwMp6ai8/TtNHM6_tn3I/AAAAAAAABS4/WRZTc6vW47E/s320/IMG_9444.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679961842364817266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang sekolah, hilmi nyanyi sambil teriak, "dimana.. dimana.. dimana..." Pasti dia baru denger lagu itu di 'radio dangdut indonesia', saluran yang sering diputar pak naesan setiap mengantar anak sekolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dipikir2, lagu ini memang cocok buat hilmi. Pas lagi main melipat kertas/origami, baru saja dia meletakkan pensil gambarnya, sudah ribut lagi mencari pensilnya yang hilang entah dimana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kartu animal kaiser yang abis dipegangnya pun diletakkan sembarang di atas meja. Saat diminta merapikannya kembali di buku album animal kaiser, dia bingung lagi mencari dimana buku album tersebut disimpan... "dimana.. dimana.. dimana..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-4033827938827593005?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/4033827938827593005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=4033827938827593005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/4033827938827593005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/4033827938827593005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2011/11/dimana-dimana.html' title='dimana ... dimana ...'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-mIwMp6ai8/TtNHM6_tn3I/AAAAAAAABS4/WRZTc6vW47E/s72-c/IMG_9444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-7765475167812234703</id><published>2011-06-30T09:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T09:25:56.029+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Doa di puncak Cikarang</title><content type='html'>Rabu lalu, Hilmi, Isha, mas Awa dan mas Rafi pergi berenang di Waterboom Cikarang. Biasanya, Hilmi gak berani naik perosotan yang tinggi, yg kalo di Cikarang namanya Pita Debar Debar. Tahun lalu, setelah cape naik ke atas, Hilmi minta turun lagi lewat tangga, gak berani turun pake ban lewat perosotan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, ngeliat kakak-kakaknya pada semangat naik ke atas, Hilmi langsung bilang, "Hilmi mau naik ke atas..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah menghabiskan sepotong sate sosis yang dibeli Mama, naiklah kita berdua ke atas, sambil menggotong ban yang lumayan gede. Sampai di atas, hilmi bilang, "Bapak, Hilmi mulai deg-degan nih.. coba deh pegang..", sambil menarik tangan saya ke dadanya. Wah, gawat juga kalo ntar hilmi minta turun lagi, cape dong...&lt;br /&gt;"Hilmi berani gak naik perosotan..?" &lt;br /&gt;"Berani..", jawabnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus, tangannya diangkat, sambil mulutnya komat-kamit berdoa. Selesai berdoa, saya tanya, "Hilmi, tadi berdoa apa?"   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kata Hilmi, "Ya Alloh, semoga nanti Hilmi bisa makan sosis lagi...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-7765475167812234703?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/7765475167812234703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=7765475167812234703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/7765475167812234703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/7765475167812234703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2011/06/doa-di-puncak-cikarang.html' title='Doa di puncak Cikarang'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-6377801916848509392</id><published>2011-04-23T04:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T04:19:19.477+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimpi Serem</title><content type='html'>Alisha baru saja cerita mimpinya yg serem ke hilmi, mimpi tentang monster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilmi: "hilmi juga pernah mimpi serem..."&lt;br /&gt;Alisha: "mimpi serem apa?.."&lt;br /&gt;Hilmi: "mimpi serem gitu lah.. mimpi mayat..."&lt;br /&gt;Alisha: "Emang hilmi tau mayat itu apa?"&lt;br /&gt;Hilmi: "enggak.."&lt;div 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Serem'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-2496813926176924644</id><published>2011-04-12T00:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T00:13:59.279+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Campak</title><content type='html'>"Dek, kata uti, itu gatel-gatel yang di badan dedek itu campak..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedek langsung nolak, "Bukan, ini bukan campak, ini bentol-bentol aja.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilmi gak mau dibilang campak, karena artinya dia gak boleh pergi kemana-mana, harus di rumah terus sampai sembuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Besok dedek gak usah sekolah aja ya, karena lagi sakit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilmi mikir ..., akhirnya dia bilang, "Ya udah deh, gak papa dibilang campak, biar gak sekolah... tapi sebetulnya sih hilmi cuma bentol-bentol.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-2496813926176924644?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/2496813926176924644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=2496813926176924644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/2496813926176924644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/2496813926176924644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2011/04/campak.html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498805362166769522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/TE-uV8z2p3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/nV77q-hncLA/s320/IMG_5396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisha senang sekali mengambar,ini salah satu hasil gambar alisha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-3789683705264988431?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/3789683705264988431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=3789683705264988431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/3789683705264988431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Seperti biasa, saat isha mo keluar, mama ngingetin, "Sha, pamit dulu ..".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isha balik, pamit dulu ke mama, kemudian jalan keluar lagi. Belum sampai pintu, ada lagi suara mama, "Sha, pamit sama uti dulu..". Isha balik lagi, pamit ke uti, kemudian jalan lagi keluar, menuju mobil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba hilmi teriak, "mbak iya, pamit sama hilmi..!". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isha cuek, terus masuk ke mobil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilmi kembali teriak, sambil marah, minta isha supaya pamit dengan hilmi. Tapi isha cuek, tetep masuk ke mobil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya hilmi digendong ke mobil. Barulah akhirnya isha pamitan dengan hilmi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-8649283025606620000?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/8649283025606620000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=8649283025606620000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/8649283025606620000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/8649283025606620000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2010/05/pamit.html' title='Pamit'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-7080789312486428489</id><published>2010-02-28T02:02:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:46:44.712Z</updated><title type='text'>Terbang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/S4tiymT1K_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/xuT9AbwWU3k/s1600-h/IMG_4612-hilmi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/S4tiymT1K_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/xuT9AbwWU3k/s320/IMG_4612-hilmi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443553196024081394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/S4thV3gHsdI/AAAAAAAAAPA/zqUNIKf1Quw/s1600-h/IMG_4605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/S4thV3gHsdI/AAAAAAAAAPA/zqUNIKf1Quw/s320/IMG_4605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443551602911195602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiap hilmi jemput bapak dari bandara, pasti dia ribut ingin pergi naik pesawat. Semua tentang pesawat ditanyanya. "Tiketnya mana pak?" "Itu yg merah pesawat bapak ya?" "Kok pesawatnya di situ sih...", "Hilmi mo naik pesawat paaakk", sambil merengek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumat kemarin, di toko buku, hilmi menemukan buku tentang bandara. Langsung saja dia memilih buku itu, dan tidak berganti-ganti lagi. Kembali, beribu pertanyaaan muncul dari mulutnya. "Kok orangnya gitu sih", sambil menunjuk petugas pengatur pesawat di bandara yang sedang memegang lampu. "Kok ada mobil naik pesawat sih", saat dia melihat gambar mobil pengangkut bagasi yang berada di dekat pesawat. Iya deh, kapan-kapan kita naik pesawat ya Mi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di taman mini, sekarang ada pesawat garuda yang dapat dimasuki pengunjung. Lumayan juga buat hilmi yang selalu ribut ingin naik pesawat. "Hilmi, kita sekarang pergi naik pesawat yuk", kata mama mengajak hilmi pergi ke taman mini. Hilmi spontan langsung jawab, "Tapi harus terbang beneran ya..!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-7080789312486428489?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/7080789312486428489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=7080789312486428489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/7080789312486428489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/7080789312486428489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2010/02/terbang.html' title='Terbang'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/S4tiymT1K_I/AAAAAAAAAPI/xuT9AbwWU3k/s72-c/IMG_4612-hilmi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-5600835661255226165</id><published>2010-02-28T01:29:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:52:58.263Z</updated><title type='text'>gak ganteng..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/S4nLjTZjQfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ni9IK5BJSbc/s1600-h/IMG_4565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/S4nLjTZjQfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ni9IK5BJSbc/s320/IMG_4565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443105432017256946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/S4nMH-JxPbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2pW0SRy0XD8/s1600-h/IMG_4573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/S4nMH-JxPbI/AAAAAAAAAO4/2pW0SRy0XD8/s320/IMG_4573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443106061969079730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habis mandi, Hilmi ribut soal bajunya. "Ini baju pergi gak?", tanyanya. "Iya, baju pergi". "Horreee..".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah dipake, balik lagi ribut, pingin mencopot bajunya. "Kenapa Mi?". "Hilmi gak ganteng kalo pake baju ini. Gambarnya harusnya di depan..." protesnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah diyakinkan kalo tetap ganteng, barulah dia mau pake baju yg gambarnya di belakang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru sebentar keluar kamar, balik-balik, tiba-tiba hilmi sudah berganti baju, sekarang baju yang gambarnya di depan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-5600835661255226165?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/5600835661255226165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=5600835661255226165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/5600835661255226165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/5600835661255226165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2010/02/gak-ganteng.html' title='gak ganteng..'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/S4nLjTZjQfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ni9IK5BJSbc/s72-c/IMG_4565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-2325992724561135737</id><published>2009-01-07T03:58:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-07T04:02:53.335Z</updated><title type='text'>sakit</title><content type='html'>Hari ini isha demam, pilek dan batuk. Sejak pagi isha hanya berbaring saja di tempat tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sambil ngantuk, isha bilang, "Bapak.., isha gak mau mandi sama mbak, maunya sama bapak.."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay.. "&lt;br /&gt;"Tapi sekarang isha masih capek..."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay..., isha mo makan dulu sekarang?"&lt;br /&gt;"isha capek... mulut isha capek, bisa ngomong tapi gak bisa ngunyah..."&lt;br /&gt;"makan bubur aja ya..."&lt;br /&gt;"aahh bapak.. gak mau!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak lama kemudian, isha kembali terlelap tidur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-2325992724561135737?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/2325992724561135737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=2325992724561135737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/2325992724561135737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/2325992724561135737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2009/01/sakit.html' title='sakit'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-1075011212467845015</id><published>2008-12-23T04:24:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-23T04:39:19.398Z</updated><title type='text'>dede mo ajim...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/SVBradAef5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/6sye23cDUZY/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/SVBradAef5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/6sye23cDUZY/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282840465112989586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bapaaakk.. dedek mo ajim... boleh gaaakk", dedek tiba-tiba lari masuk kamar. Bingung, mo jawab aja. Kalo salah jawab, dedek bisa marah. Meski ngomong gak jelas, dedek memang suka protes kalo ada ada yang ngerti ucapan dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isha senyam-senyum. Dia tahu kalimat dedek. "Dedek mau es krim ya..". Isha senyum puas, karena dia tahu, isha dan dedek lagi gak boleh makan es krim, karena lagi pada pilek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedetik kemudian, mereka berdua saling ejek. Tepatnya isha yang mengejek dedek. "Orang sakit gak boleh makan es krim..". Dedek bales melempar spidol. "Gak kena...". Tangan dedek mulai main, dipukulnya si kakak. Pakkk!! Dibaleslah, plokkk!!. Dedek mulai nangis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah dipisah, dedek dapet kertas dan mulai gambar-gambar sendiri. Isha balik meneruskan mengerjakan pe-er berhitungnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A-as ya dek", kata isha sambil memberikan tangannya. Dedek pun menyambut, "a-as", diciumnya tangan isha. Kedua kakak beradik itu rukun kembali.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-1075011212467845015?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/1075011212467845015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=1075011212467845015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/1075011212467845015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/1075011212467845015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2008/12/dede-mo-ajim.html' title='dede mo ajim...'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UHcRUmdJqJA/SVBradAef5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/6sye23cDUZY/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-4270857514561129553</id><published>2008-12-22T04:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-22T05:04:36.866Z</updated><title type='text'>Piknik</title><content type='html'>Almer, Isha dan Hilmi sedang piknik.. di atas tempat tidur. Sarung digelar sebagai alas, kemudian isha dan almer membuka tas makanan masing-masing, yang berisi momogi dan nabati wafer krim. Hilmi gak punya apa-apa, jadi langsung ribut, "dedek atu..dedek atu...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si kakak lagi baik, diberilah hilmi sepotong momogi, dan ketiga bersaudara tersebut asik makan bersama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"udah..", ujar hilmi, sambil menaruh kembali potongan momogi yang sudah dijilatnya ke dalam kotak makanan almer. "Ii.. jorok.. gak boleh.." teriak almer. Hilmi mencoba ke isha, sama juga. Potongan itu ditolak isha. "Kasih bapak aja", kata isha. Si bapak pun jadi ikutan piknik.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemudian, hilmi asik loncat-loncat di tempat tidur. Tanpa sengaja, wafer milik almer terinjak dan patah. Almer mulai marah, wafernya jadi hancur karena terinjak hilmi. Untung isha menyelamatkan suasana, katanya, "Gak papa mer, kan wafernya jadi banyak, sekarang jadi ada dua ...". Dua potong maksudnya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-4270857514561129553?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/4270857514561129553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=4270857514561129553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/4270857514561129553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/4270857514561129553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2008/12/piknik.html' title='Piknik'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-1566307804571931489</id><published>2008-12-16T05:10:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:37:19.552Z</updated><title type='text'>iyu yayah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/3112010195/" title="DSC_1449 by kistijantoro, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3093/3112010195_931d72603d.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="DSC_1449" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ntah mulai kapan, hilmi punya fanatisme berlebihan terhadap tisu basah. Setiap ada kesempatan, misalnya habis ganti popok, hilmi selalu minta, 'iyu yayah..'. Kalo permintaan ditolak, dia mencoba trik lain, 'atu aja mah... atu aja...'. Mama terus jadi melunak, dan menyerah, 'satu aja ya...', hilmi pun puas. Kadang, kalo masih ditolak juga, hilmi bilang, 'huhuhu... mama akal....mama akal...' sambil lari ke orang lain yg terdekat, ntah itu uti atau bapaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebetulnya gak sulit menebak bahasa hilmi, buat yg biasa. Huruf S diganti y, R diganti y juga. kadang huruf depan dihilangkan. Huruf n mati juga suka menghilang. Jadi, kalimat, 'mama.. mita iyang..', artinya mama minta pisang. 'Pegi yukkk', artinya pergi yuk. Atau, 'Mimi mita ini boleh gak...'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umumnya anak balita, setiap ada hal yg baru, pasti cepat langsung diserap. Ntah hilmi dengar dari mana, suatu waktu dia hobi bilang kata baru: 'kuyang ajar...'. Keruan, orangtuanya langsung bilang, 'dedek, itu gak bagus.. jelek..'. Hilmi jawab, 'gak agus yah...?', dengan tampang penuh pengertian (maksudnya, keliatannya ngerti). Terus bilang diulang-ulang, 'gak agus.. gak agus...' sambil jalan pergi. Sebentar kemudian, mama bilang ke isha, 'isha makannya dikit amat, itu kurang....'. Dengan cepat hilmi langsung nyahut, 'kuyang ajar....'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-1566307804571931489?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/1566307804571931489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=1566307804571931489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/1566307804571931489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/1566307804571931489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2008/12/iyu-yayah.html' title='iyu yayah...'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3093/3112010195_931d72603d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-808928087745568627</id><published>2007-05-22T08:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T08:25:12.471+01:00</updated><title type='text'>beda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/496970444/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/191/496970444_77bbbaf3f5_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/496970444/"&gt;DSC_3748&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hilmi sekarang sudah 7 bulan, sudah mulai terlihat sifat-sifatnya. Kalo dibanding isha, memang banyak bedanya. Kalo dari fisik, Isha lebih mirip kakung pakubuwono, sementara hilmi mirip kakung bekasi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waktu kecil, isha gak suka ngempeng, sementara hilmi sangat menikmati kempeng. Isha kalo bangun, selalu gak bisa diem (sampai sekarang), sementara hilmi jauh lebih tenang, lebih sabar, meski belakangan hilmi sudah mulai ketularan isha, gak bisa diem :). Hilmi memang keliatannya sering ngeliat kelakuan kakaknya. Kalo ada kakaknya main di deket hilmi, pasti hilmi langsung kepingin nimbrung.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-808928087745568627?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/808928087745568627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=808928087745568627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/808928087745568627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/808928087745568627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2007/05/beda.html' title='beda'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/191/496970444_77bbbaf3f5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-8048730064360988132</id><published>2007-02-13T08:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-02-13T08:22:45.573Z</updated><title type='text'>senyum pepsodent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/387891454/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/387891454_7ded1c3055_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/387891454/"&gt;DSC_3339&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Isha, jangan suka marah, nanti cepet tua, giginya ompong&lt;/span&gt;, begitu kata mama kalo isha marah-marah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Gigi bapak ada yang ompong&lt;/span&gt;, kata isha. Berarti bapak waktu kecil suka marah2 juga kali ya..:)..Tuh kan repot kalo ngasih penjelasan ke anak kecil sembarangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperamen isha memang lumayan ajaib. Kalo lagi marah, marahnya bener2 galak banget deh. Semua bisa diusir. Tapi kadang, bisa saja tiba2 berhenti marah terus ketawa lagi, kalo diajak becanda. Kalo lagi baik, perhatiannya ke orang lain kadang sangat detil. Saat eyang kakung paku jarinya ada yang sakit karena terjepit pintu, berulang kali isha tanya ke eyang kakung tentang jarinya. Masih sakit gak, kenapa bisa terjepit, itu kukunya kenapa warna item (darah beku) dan seterusnya. Kalo isha pegang makanan, ada orang lain yang minta dibagi, hampir selalu isha rela membagi makanannya. Tapi kalo urusan dedek, isha protektif banget. Kakung selalu dilarang gendong dedek. Almer juga gak boleh deketin dedek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belakangan ini, isha sering bangun tengah malam sambil marah-marah ke bapak ato ke mama. Mungkin mimpi apa gitu, tapi jadinya bapak sama mama bisa diusir dari tempat tidur. Cara paling tepat ya dibiarin beberapa saat, baru pelan2 dikasih tau, kalo isha tadi mimpi, kenapa marah2. Pas siangnya ditanya, kenapa marah, isha jawabnya waktu itu isha lagi bingung.. Gak tau nih gimana caranya supaya isha gak sering mimpi marah2 lagi kalo malem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-8048730064360988132?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/8048730064360988132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=8048730064360988132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/8048730064360988132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/8048730064360988132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2007/02/dsc3339.html' title='senyum pepsodent'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/387891454_7ded1c3055_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-116415040901778405</id><published>2006-11-21T23:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-25T08:56:29.103Z</updated><title type='text'>grrrr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/303086990/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/120/303086990_b3595baf02_m.jpg" width="186" height="240" alt="DSC_3131-1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/303086988/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/107/303086988_4f4d2d6747_m.jpg" width="240" height="240" alt="DSC_3124" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/303086985/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/120/303086985_26ff9f4e27_m.jpg" width="186" height="240" alt="DSC_3123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/303086984/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/100/303086984_76c2f7eeac_m.jpg" width="194" height="240" alt="DSC_3118" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foto dulu. cerita menyusul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-116415040901778405?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/116415040901778405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=116415040901778405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/116415040901778405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/116415040901778405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2006/11/grrrr.html' title='grrrr...'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-116309115015729972</id><published>2006-11-09T16:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-14T09:50:35.746Z</updated><title type='text'>nazhif hilmi kistijantoro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/293116848/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/114/293116848_5571d6f538_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/293116848/"&gt;nazhif hilmi kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Voila... Isha punya adik baru sekarang. Lahirnya tanggal 20 oktober 2006 dini hari, pukul 00.30 WIB, dengan berat 3.5 kg. Sekarang isha namanya jadi mbak isha deh, dah big girl dong.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/297184279/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/106/297184279_85ec543838.jpg" width="500" height="429" alt="DSC_3122-1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/297184281/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/107/297184281_4bcf1c3e3d.jpg" width="500" height="358" alt="DSC_3120-1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-116309115015729972?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/116309115015729972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=116309115015729972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/116309115015729972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/116309115015729972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2006/11/nazhif-hilmi-kistijantoro.html' title='nazhif hilmi kistijantoro'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-115685689215837272</id><published>2006-08-29T13:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T11:19:38.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>bantuin mama</title><content type='html'>Isha lagi asyik melihat-lihat gambar tentang proses lahirnya bayi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ini apaan ma..."&lt;br /&gt;"ini dedek lagi di rahim mama.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ini apaan ma..."&lt;br /&gt;"itu dedeknya dilindungi sama air, supaya aman di dalam perut mama"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kok dedek matanya merem"&lt;br /&gt;"iya, dedeknya masih kecil, belum bisa melihat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dedek nanti gimana keluar dari perut mama?.."&lt;br /&gt;"nanti dedek keluarnya dibantu sama pak dokter di rumah sakit... nanti kalo mama ke dokter, isha di rumah sama tante diyan ya...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mmm... gak mau. kasian mama. isha mo ikut ke rumah sakit bantuin mama ngeluarin dedek "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;* update 6 September 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama periksa ke dokter, ditemani isha. Awalnya isha ikut masuk ke ruangan dokter, tapi saat mama mau scan USG, isha buru-buru minta keluar. Pas ditanya kenapa, isha bilang, "isha takut dedek keluar, isha gak bisa bantu p'dokter..".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-115685689215837272?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/115685689215837272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=115685689215837272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/115685689215837272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/115685689215837272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2006/08/bantuin-mama.html' title='bantuin mama'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-115462174572024343</id><published>2006-08-03T16:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T17:15:45.803+01:00</updated><title type='text'>bete</title><content type='html'>Saat di mobil, Isha asyik memasukkan kalung tasbih ke dalam mulut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyang uti menegur, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Isha, itu kan kotor, jangan dimasukin ke mulut. Ntar isha sakit lagi kayak dulu...&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isha cuek aja, seakan tidak mendengar teguran eyang. Beberapa saat kemudian eyang uti kembali mengulang ucapannya ke isha. Tapi tetep aja isha cuek, dan tetap memainkan kalung tersebut ke dalam mulutnya. Kemudian isha bilang ke mama: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mama..., eyang uti lagi bete ya...."&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-115462174572024343?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/115462174572024343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=115462174572024343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/115462174572024343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/115462174572024343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2006/08/bete.html' title='bete'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-115410700332226500</id><published>2006-07-28T18:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T18:16:43.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>menepati janji</title><content type='html'>Malam ini, sepulang dari beli majalah gunting-tempel, mama bikin perjanjian dengan isha. Perjanjiannya gini: begitu pulang, isha boleh main gunting-tempel, tapi setelah itu harus bobo, gak main yang lain lagi. Ok, kata isha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesampainya di rumah, isha ganti baju, dan mama mencari gunting dan lem buat isha. O-la-la.., ternyata tidak ada lem di rumah, udah habis. Akhirnya isha cuma bisa main gunting-gunting saja, tanpa menempel. Sepuasnya menggunting gambar-gambar di majalah, isha beranjak ke luar kamar. Mama protes, loh kan isha udah janji mo bobo setelah selesai main gunting-tempel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isha menjawab: kan isha cuma gunting-gunting aja, gak tempel-tempel... sambil terus jalan ke luar kamar untuk main dengan almer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-115410700332226500?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/115410700332226500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=115410700332226500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/115410700332226500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/115410700332226500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2006/07/menepati-janji.html' title='menepati janji'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-115029656486945170</id><published>2006-06-14T15:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T15:54:54.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'>baby elephant dan sayur</title><content type='html'>Semalam, isha minta diceritain oleh mamanya untuk pengantar tidur. Mama bercerita: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"suatu hari ada baby elephant yang memiliki teman bernama isha. Isha adalah anak kecil yang gak suka marah-marah, baik hati, gak suka ngerebut mainan temennya dan suka makan sayur..." &lt;/span&gt;Isha nyengir sambil matanya membelalak senang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, sepulang dari kampus, mama kembali diminta bercerita sama isha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;suatu hari ada baby elephant yang memiliki teman bernama isha. Isha adalah anak kecil yang gak suka marah-marah, baik hati ...."&lt;/span&gt;, isha nyengir..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;"gak suka ngerebut mainan temennya dan suka makan sayur..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini isha membetulkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Isha gak suka makan sayur...temen isha yang suka makan sayur".&lt;br /&gt;"Loh, siapa temen isha?", &lt;/span&gt; mama terheran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"..baby elephant"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-115029656486945170?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/115029656486945170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=115029656486945170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/115029656486945170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/115029656486945170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2006/06/baby-elephant-dan-sayur.html' title='baby elephant dan sayur'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-114933467479265848</id><published>2006-06-03T12:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T14:35:18.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ke water aja</title><content type='html'>Beberapa waktu yang lalu, isha sering bilang seperti ini: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mama ke water aja..&lt;/span&gt;", terutama kalo dia lagi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebel&lt;/span&gt;/marah sama mamanya. Mungkin maknanya kira-kira sama dengan kalimat "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ente pergi ke laut aja noh..", &lt;/span&gt;atau kalimat "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go jump in a lake..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Entah darimana dia dapet kalimat ini, soalnya kita rasanya gak pernah bicara mengasosiasikan pergi ke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt; sebagai kalimat untuk mengusir orang atau menyatakan rasa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sebel&lt;/span&gt;. Kalo ngajak isha ke air, ya paling buat mandi, main air, atau pergi berenang ke kolam renang. Seharusnya sih &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt; mempunyai asosiasi yang menyenangkan, karena isha memang suka sekali berenang sambil main air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terus pernah juga suatu waktu isha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngerusakin&lt;/span&gt; barang punya tantenya, dan saat disuruh bilang minta maaf ke tante, isha pura-pura gak denger. Katanya, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"isha gak bisa denger... kuping isha ilang..". &lt;/span&gt;Yeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini, isha pergi jalan-jalan ke kebun &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;outbound&lt;/span&gt; di sawangan. Di sini, isha bisa main ngeliat-liat sawah dan metik kacang panjang sama oyong. Saat isha ngeliat berudu, dan diberitahu bahwa berudu itu nantinya bisa jadi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;frog&lt;/span&gt;, isha bertanya heran: " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kok bisa jadi frog, mama&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-114933467479265848?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/114933467479265848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=114933467479265848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/114933467479265848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/114933467479265848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2006/06/ke-water-aja.html' title='Ke water aja'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-112868414097585832</id><published>2005-10-07T12:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T12:27:50.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ini baby isha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/727/1600/isha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8104/727/320/isha.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisha saat ini sering membahasakan dirinya sebagai baby. "Baby mo mimi' ", ujarnya jika ingin minta minum. Saat diajak bobo: "mama... baby gak mau bobo..mo main keluar". Kemudian satu persatu penghuni di rumah diabsen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"mo main sama uti ..."&lt;br /&gt;"uti bobo...", kata mama.&lt;br /&gt;"mo ami'..." (maksudnya almer, saudara sepupunya)&lt;br /&gt;"ami udah bobo..."&lt;br /&gt;"mo asih..."&lt;br /&gt;"asih juga bobo.."&lt;br /&gt;"mo tante diyan.."&lt;br /&gt;"tante diyan bobo.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang, isha gak percaya begitu saja. "Ami gak bobo... ami diluar.. baby mo main sama ami", katanya sok yakin, meski tidak ada suara almer terdengar ke kamar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnya sih, Alisha sudah bukan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby &lt;/span&gt;lagi. Harusnya masuk kategori &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toddler&lt;/span&gt;, karena sudah 2 tahun lebih. Istilah indonesianya mungkin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;batita (bawah tiga tahun)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tapi entah kenapa, Alisha tetap menyebut dirinya sebagai &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;. Mungkin dia masih ingin merasakan enaknya ketika masih bayi, bisa mimik mama dan sering digendong. Saya jadi teringat saat dia mulai disapih, mama berbicara ke Alisha: "Alisha sekarang sudah big girl, no-no mimi' mama lagi...". Mungkin ini masih diingat oleh Alisha. Bahwa big girl berarti bukan baby lagi, berarti beberapa fasilitas akan dicabut... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah satu hari Alisha pernah harus pisah sama mama selama 3 hari. Begitu mama pulang, Alisha benar-benar menguntit mama kemana pun mama pergi. Berulangkali diciumnya mama. "Baby sayang mama....", ucapnya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-112868414097585832?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/112868414097585832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=112868414097585832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/112868414097585832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/112868414097585832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/10/ini-baby-isha.html' title='ini baby isha...'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-112479879517202936</id><published>2005-08-23T12:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T13:06:35.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulan purnama</title><content type='html'>Malam itu, langit yang cerah membuat bulan purnama terlihat jelas. Alisha pun berceloteh ribut minta diambilkan bulan: "Mama mama.. mo moon mo moon... mo mo.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si mama menjawab: "Alisha, mama gak bisa ngambil moon, moon-nya jauh di atas, itu punya Allah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokan harinya, saat melihat bulan kembali, Alisha berkata: "Moon - moon, mo moon..Allah bagi dong moon, bagi doonngg..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-112479879517202936?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/112479879517202936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=112479879517202936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/112479879517202936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/112479879517202936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/08/bulan-purnama.html' title='Bulan purnama'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-112358764135102041</id><published>2005-08-09T12:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T12:43:01.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'>alisha dan almer</title><content type='html'>Foto Alisha, Almer, dan bear kesayangan Alisha di taman dekat rumah eyang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/58602730@N00/32350581/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/32350581_6ae5875953_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/58602730@N00/32350581/"&gt;alisha dan almer&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/58602730@N00/"&gt;mamaalisha&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-112358764135102041?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/112358764135102041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=112358764135102041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/112358764135102041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/112358764135102041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/08/alisha-dan-almer.html' title='alisha dan almer'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-112003791181534961</id><published>2005-07-12T10:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T17:53:08.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The negotiator</title><content type='html'>Jum'at dua minggu lalu, menjelang usia dua tahun, Alisha mulai disapih. Ini bukan kali yang pertama. Sebelumnya pernah dicoba dan gagal. Awalnya diberitahu pelan-pelan, seperti "Alisha sudah tidak mimik lagi yaaa..", tapi tidak mempan. Saat haus, dia menangis meraung-raung, berguling-guling dan menolak susu botol, sehingga akhirnya si mama mengalah, dan menerapkan resep kedua, yaitu memberikan mimi'nya Alisha, namun terlebih dahulu diolesi brotowali (semacam tanaman yang sangat pahit). Namun tetap saja tidak mempan. Alisha tetap saja cuek menikmati minuman kegemarannya. Akhirnya ditunda rencana menyapih, dan baru Jum'at kemarin dicoba lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini, dibikin strategi baru. Alisha dipisah dari mamanya. Selama masa penyapihan, Vera tinggal di rumah orangtua saya, dan Alisha diasuh oleh bulek yayuk. Awalnya, seperti biasa, Alisha ngamuk karena minta mimik. Dikasih susu botol, ditolak. Akhirnya ia tertidur kecapean. Hari kedua, saat mau bobo', Alisha bersikap manis. Dibilang: "Alisha bobo ya", dia balik menatap ramah seakan-akan mengerti. Bulek pun berpura-pura tidur, supaya Alisha ikut tertidur. Lama tidak ada suara, akhirnya bulek pun membuka mata. O..la..la...Ternyata, pas di depan hidung, tampang Alisha yang cengar-cengir masih tetap segar memandang bulek yang berpura-pura tidur tadi. Akhirnya mereka tertawa, dan Alisha pun mendapat energi baru untuk kembali bermain, tidak jadi bobo. Baru setelah agak lama kemudian, Alisha bisa bobo dengan tenang, tanpa mimi' ke mamanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empat hari berpisah, membuat si mama yakin kalo Alisha sudah 'sukses' masa penyapihan. Vera sengaja pulang ke rumah, saat malam ketika Alisha sudah tertidur. Pagi harinya, pertama membuka mata dan Alisha melihat mamanya, muncullah kata-kata.."Mama... miimiii...", sambil tersenyum manja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rupanya, belum lupa Alisha sama mimi'nya. Namun kali ini, si mama bisa tegas untuk tidak mencoba lagi memberi ASI. Maklum, terakhir kali, brotowali pun diembat sama Alisha :). Setelah mencoba merengek dan berguling-guling (khas Alisha) pun gagal, akhirnya Alisha pun menerima susu botol, yang memang sudah sering diminumnya sejak awal masa penyapihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;*update*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat ini, Alisha sudah terbiasa tanpa mimi' mama. Semalam, sebelum bobo', dia terlebih dahulu menidurkan bear kesayangannya. Katanya: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bear, bobo ya. no-no mimi' mama. big girl... I love you...&lt;/span&gt;", kemudian si bear dipeluk, dibobo-in, baru Alisha ikutan bobo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-112003791181534961?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/112003791181534961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=112003791181534961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/112003791181534961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/112003791181534961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/07/negotiator.html' title='The negotiator'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-111999581731885087</id><published>2005-06-28T22:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T22:56:57.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rasanya baru kemarin ...</title><content type='html'>Dua tahun, tak terasa begitu cepat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi-pagi, setelah vera semalaman menahan sakit luar biasa, akhirnya ketuban pecah. Cemas campur lega, kita merasa, ini dia saatnya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seharian, vera puas mencoba berbagai 'fasilitas' yang ada: mulai dari gas &amp;amp; air, morphin/pethidine, hingga akhirnya sampai diputuskan untuk cesar, menggunakan epidural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saat operasi, pak dokter bertanya, apakah saya mau memotong tali ari-ari si bayi? dalam hati.., ntar kalo ada apa2 gimana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ternyata, begitu alisha diangkat dari rahim, langsung teriak.. oeeeekkkkk!!! baru setelah dibersihkan suster, saya diminta memotong sisa ari-ari tersebut. Ooo... (tadinya saya ngeri, sangkain diminta memotong ari-ari yang masih terhubung ke vera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau-tau, Alisha mulai tengkurep. Lalu merangkak. Merambat. Kemudian berjalan. Berlari. Bicara satu-dua kata. Bergaya, menyapa orang, ngambek, merengek, menghibur, menyanyi, mencari perhatian orang. Begitu banyak perkembangannya, hingga susah mengingat kapan Alisha mulai bisa ini dan itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua tahun sudah, dan alhamdulillah kami dikaruniai anak yang sehat, lincah, ceria, ramah, tapi pinter merajuk :). Selamat ulang tahun ya cinta. Semoga selalu dilindungi Allah swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/58602730@N00/22225509/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos16.flickr.com/22225509_9af33f8cfb_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="0 year" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/58602730@N00/22225510/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos16.flickr.com/22225510_50ecd0275e_m.jpg" width="240" height="163" alt="1 year" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/58602730@N00/22225511/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos17.flickr.com/22225511_2df8f9d314_m.jpg" width="149" height="240" alt="2 year" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-111999581731885087?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/111999581731885087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=111999581731885087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111999581731885087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111999581731885087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/06/rasanya-baru-kemarin.html' title='Rasanya baru kemarin ...'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-111946488965291688</id><published>2005-06-22T19:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T19:35:38.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'>lebah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/20945237/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos16.flickr.com/20945237_d00dd03faa_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/20945238/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/20945238_41ee9047a2.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/20945237/"&gt;lebah 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lebah lebah di dinding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;diam diam merayap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;datang seekor nyamuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hap, langsung ditangkap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-111946488965291688?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/111946488965291688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=111946488965291688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111946488965291688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111946488965291688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/06/lebah.html' title='lebah'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-111834111505222134</id><published>2005-06-09T19:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T11:13:43.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/18328770/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/18328770_aec243e9d3_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/18328770/"&gt;DSC_0663&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hooreee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini Almer ulang tahun. Alisha belum. Masih 27642 menit lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat ulang tahun ya, semoga setelah besar nanti jadi orang yang saleh, pinter, dan selalu dilindungi Allah swt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan gak digigit Alisha lagi..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-111834111505222134?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/111834111505222134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=111834111505222134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111834111505222134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111834111505222134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/06/ultah.html' title='Ultah'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-111815590924886068</id><published>2005-06-07T15:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T16:07:27.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>gemar menggigit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: left; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-right: 10px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/7972756/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/7972756_13f450e857_m.jpg" width="189" align="left" height="240" alt="small hat" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Mas, Alisha tadi gigit Almer. Ada bekas gigi Alisha di kaki Almer sampe tuju biji..".&lt;br /&gt;"Alisha juga kl marah sekarang suka gigit mbaknya.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa, saya coba nyari info di &lt;a href="http://www.babycentre.co.uk/tips/559939.html"&gt;babycentre.co.uk&lt;/a&gt;. Di sana, kebetulan ada orang tua yang mempunyai masalah dengan anaknya yang suka menggigit dan memukul anak yang lain. Komentar yang muncul beragam. Ada yang menyarankan untuk relaks saja, karena itu fase yang normal bagi sang anak. Dalam tempo kurang dari dua bulan akan hilang sendiri.  Komentar lainnya menyarankan supaya konsisten. Misalnya jika kita menyelesaikannya dengan cara memisahkan si anak sementara dari anak lainnya, maka setiap ada perilaku serupa, kita harus melakukan tindakan yang sama. Kalo kita menanganinya dengan cara memberi perhatian pada anak yang menjadi korban, maka cara yang sama harus diulang terus, hingga akhirnya si anak tidak hobi menggigit lagi. Cara terakhir, dianggap efektif jika penyebab si anak suka menggigit adalah untuk menarik perhatian orangtuanya. Dengan memberitahu bahwa tindakannya salah, dan dengan memberi perhatian justru kepada si korban, maka si anak akan mengerti bahwa usahanya untuk mencari perhatian dengan cara menggigit tidak membawa hasil sepadan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komentar yg lain yg cukup menarik, ada anak yang berhenti menggigit anak lain setelah dia mengalami hal yang sama, yaitu digigit temannya. :). Wah gawat kalo Alisha dan Almer sampe gigit-gigitan.. ya pada sakit atuh. Mereka memang saling meniru. Entah apakah nanti Almer meniru kelakuan Alisha soal menggigit ini. Mudah-mudahan sih enggak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-111815590924886068?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/111815590924886068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=111815590924886068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111815590924886068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111815590924886068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/06/gemar-menggigit.html' title='gemar menggigit'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-111668402976736336</id><published>2005-05-21T15:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T15:00:29.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>taman dekat rumah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/14377833/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/14377833_4013c5e73a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/14377833/"&gt;taman dekat rumah&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Foto lama, sekitar 2 bulan yang lalu, saat masih di newcastle. Udara sudah mulai menghangat, jadi bisa main di luar ke taman. Sayangnya, Alisha agak takut-takut untuk mencoba hal yang baru. Dari semua mainan yang ada, hanya satu yang dia mau coba, perosotan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalo yang ini, saking sukanya, sampai kita kewalahan buat menjaganya supaya tidak jatuh.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-111668402976736336?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/111668402976736336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=111668402976736336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111668402976736336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111668402976736336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/05/taman-dekat-rumah.html' title='taman dekat rumah'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-111635434667188987</id><published>2005-05-17T18:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T19:25:46.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alisha dan Almer</title><content type='html'>Sebulan sudah Alisha di Jakarta. Saat ini, dia tinggal serumah dengan sepupunya, Almer, yang usianya hanya berbeda 2 minggu. Tiap hari, ada saja berita tentang kelakuan mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa minggu pertama, Almer suka memukul, sementara Alisha suka menjerit. Almer cukup banyak kosakata bahasa Indonesia, Alisha bahasanya campur (Inggris, Indonesia, dan bahasa Alisha). Tiga minggu kemudian, mulai terjadi proses asimilasi. Alisha jadi suka mukul, Almer ikutan menjerit. Alisha bilang "gak mauuuu", Almer berkata "No no". Kalo pagi, siapa yang bangun duluan, saling mencari kawan mainnya. Tapi kalo udah rebutan mainan, dijamin salah satu bakal nangis. Dan Alisha kalo nangis protes, bisa sambil 'berguling-guling di lantai'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senang rasanya denger Alisha punya temen main yang seumur. Ini bagus untuk belajar sosialisasi, dan menghilangkan 'sindrom anak tunggal' :). Dulu, setiap main sama orang yang lebih dewasa, dia selalu menang, dan yang lebih tua mengalah. Sekarang saatnya belajar untuk share dan berkomunikasi. Meski sampai sekarang, belum ada yang bisa mengatasi ngamuknya Alisha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-111635434667188987?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/111635434667188987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=111635434667188987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111635434667188987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111635434667188987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/05/alisha-dan-almer.html' title='Alisha dan Almer'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-111408404159117510</id><published>2005-04-21T12:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T12:54:20.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alnwick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/10240780/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/10240780_f522f56d18_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/10240780/"&gt;cheers&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jalan-jalan lagi, sebelum pulang ke Indonesia. Sekarang giliran ke &lt;a href="http://www.alnwickgarden.com/"&gt;Alnwick garden&lt;/a&gt;, sekitar 1 jam dari kota tempat kelahiran Alisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taman ini baru jadi awal tahun ini, dan di dalamnya masih banyak yang lagi dibangun, dan bunga-bunganya juga belum ada yang mekar. Tapi lumayan lah, ada kolam air mancur yang cukup gede, kebun dan tree-house tempat Alisha bolak-balik lewat jembatan gantung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya, Alisha takut melihat air mancur , mungkin karena suara air yang menggemuruh (ato gimana gitu..kira2 bunyi air mancur :) ). Dia sama sekali gak mau bergerak mendekat, maunya berdiri di dekat ibunya. Akhirnya kita ajak main tangga di Grand Cascade, sambil naik ke atas ke arah kebun (sebutan kerennya: Ornamental Garden, tapi kayaknya ya kebun biasa aja :) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisha suka sekali naik turun tangga. Bahkan dia menolak ketika mau dibantu naik. "Aye kan udah bisa naik tangga sendiri", begitu mungkin kira2 kata Alisha. Setelah puas main tangga, baru Alisha mau diajak mendekat ke air mancur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.alnwickgarden.com/pics/photos/treehouse/a.jpg" align="left" margin-right="4px"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari kebun, kita turun ke bawah lagi, istirahat sebentar, kemudian ke tempat treehouse. Treehouse ini rumah kayu yang dibangun di atas pohon. Yang menarik buat Alisha, di dalamnya ada jembatan-jembatan yang dibuat dari kayu dan tali, dan bergoyang2 ketika dilewati. Alisha suka sekali jalan-jalan melewati jembatan itu. Setiap melewati jembatan, dia selalu terkekeh-kekeh: "kek-kek-kekkk-kekkkk".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto2 kita jalan2 di sana, selengkapnya bisa dilihat di sini: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/sets/252817/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alnwick album&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-111408404159117510?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/111408404159117510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=111408404159117510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111408404159117510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111408404159117510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/04/alnwick.html' title='Alnwick'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-111261404652008826</id><published>2005-04-04T12:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T12:37:27.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>jalan-jalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/7973472/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/7973472_3285fb1444_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/7973472/"&gt;baltic 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Minggu lalu, kawan saya datang berkunjung. Sayang cuacanya kurang bagus, dan hanya satu hari, jadi kita cuma sempat pergi ke tempat standard di newcastle, yaitu tyne bridge dan sekitarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini hasil beberapa jepretan di sana (untuk gambar lebih besar, klik di foto, atau ke link ini: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/sets/208855/"&gt;baltic visit&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/8411719/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/8411719_c3f1435838_m.jpg" alt="melihat jembatan" height="240" width="167" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/8411718/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos6.flickr.com/8411718_e52947c913_m.jpg" alt="di jembatan" height="240" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/8411717/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos5.flickr.com/8411717_e068fc12c7_m.jpg" alt="di dalam baltic" height="240" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/7972758/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/7972758_1868edfc9d_m.jpg" alt="Baltic" height="152" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-111261404652008826?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/111261404652008826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=111261404652008826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111261404652008826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111261404652008826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/04/jalan-jalan.html' title='jalan-jalan'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-111227166115814391</id><published>2005-03-31T13:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T13:49:38.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice cream and be nice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/7972757/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/7972757_2c56154447_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/7972757/"&gt;Ice cream&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alisha sangat suka ice cream. Kadang, pagi-pagi udah teriak: "aiiss kiiimm", sambil narik-narik ke kulkas. Setelah mendapatkan yg diinginkan, dia menyanyikan lagu "Ice cream"-nya barney: &lt;i&gt;Ice cream.. ice cream .. sweet and cold ..&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awalnya, Alisha mengenal ice cream memang dari lagu tersebut. Kadang kertas atau pensil pun dipegangnya sambil bernyanyi. Badannya digoyang ke kiri dan ke kanan, dan berputar-putar. Perkara itu "ice cream" bisa dimakan atau tidak, bukan masalah. Yang penting nyanyi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto di samping, diambil pas jalan-jalan di pertokoan, dan kita sedang istirahat untuk makan ice cream. Di sebelah ada orang yang juga makan ice cream, dan menyapa Alisha dengan ramah. Seperti biasa, Alisha membalasnya dengan tatapan seperti di foto. Cemberut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya juga agak heran melihat kelakuan Alisha jika bertemu orang yang belum dikenalnya. Kadang dia sok ramah, ber-haaiii dan haalooo kepada orang lain di jalan. Tapi kalo disapa, justru sebaliknya. Cemberut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah satu saat, di halte bis dia di sapa sama orang lain, dan seperti biasa, Alisha pasang tampang cemberut. Kemudian tangannya ditaruh untuk menutupi mukanya. Tapi dari balik jari-jari, Alisha selalu mengintip orang yang menyapanya tadi, sambil senyum-senyum malu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-111227166115814391?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/111227166115814391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=111227166115814391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111227166115814391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/111227166115814391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/03/ice-cream-and-be-nice.html' title='Ice cream and be nice!'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110838945247687125</id><published>2005-02-14T13:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-14T13:59:08.730Z</updated><title type='text'>Pssstt!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/4507106/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4507106_3c0efd37ba_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/4507106/"&gt;Pssstt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Psstt.... bwhahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pssstt... bwhahahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini salah satu tingkah &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;caper&lt;/span&gt;nya. Alisha kadang suka menaruh jarinya di depan mulut, kemudian 'psssttt', setelah itu tertawa terbahak-bahak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah satu ketika, saya sedang ngobrol dengan vera, dan Alisha menonton Pooh. Tiba-tiba Alisha menaruh jari di depan mulut, dan bilang '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pssstt&lt;/span&gt;..'. Kontan kita kaget dan tertawa, kok bisa-bisanya Alisha protes sama suara ribut. Ternyata, adegan '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pssstt&lt;/span&gt;' memang ada di film yang ditontonnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak itu, saya kadang menggunakan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'pssttt'&lt;/span&gt; ke Alisha untuk memintanya supaya jangan ribut. Kadang berhasil, dia kemudian berbicara berbisik. Tapi kadang pula Alisha cuma menganggapnya sebagai permainan. Dia langsung mengikuti gerakan saya dan mengucapkan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'pssstttt'...'bhwahaha'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110838945247687125?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110838945247687125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110838945247687125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110838945247687125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110838945247687125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/02/pssstt.html' title='Pssstt!!'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110795502496593991</id><published>2005-02-09T13:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-09T13:36:25.090Z</updated><title type='text'>climbing challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/4507104/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/4507104_2351808259_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/4507104/"&gt;chair climbing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Most children, including Alisha, have a natural inclination to climb. Once she mastered the art of climbing the sofa, she moved to another object, such as chairs and tables. Or try to climb down the sofa differently, such as from the sofa arm, or even climb up the sofa back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I got a surprise that she was able to climb into the TV table, by holding on the handle on the table to lift her body. I knew that she tried to climb that table before several times, but I didn't think that she could climb it so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she sometimes objects if we put on the harness on her highchair. She stands up and climbs up the highchair table, to be higher, and higher. Then she says: Huurraaayyyy..!!! (*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note: actually, she said: "iiyyeeee", which means: "huurrayyy".. :) - editor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110795502496593991?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110795502496593991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110795502496593991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110795502496593991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110795502496593991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/02/climbing-challenge.html' title='climbing challenge'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110690641523521139</id><published>2005-01-28T09:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-29T07:24:26.806Z</updated><title type='text'>Piii - miii..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"What's in the name?, Here too the rose smells the same"&lt;/span&gt;, kata Juliet-nya Shakespeare. Atau orang indo bilang: gula dikasih nama apa pun tetap saja manis. Hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang jelas, untuk anak kecil, pengenalan nama dan konsep yang benar tentu saja penting. Tempo hari, si mama sering mengingatkan supaya saya memanggil Alisha dengan namanya, bukan dengan sebutan "Nak", "Cinta" atau "baby...". Saat itu, memang penting supaya Alisha mengenal namanya sendiri. Atau kadang Alisha suka meniru memanggil saya dengan kata "Maasss". :). Tapi tidak lama, sebentar kemudian ia kembali mengucapkan: "Baapaaaakk..", dengan suara khasnya yg dihalus-haluskan manja (susah menuliskannya di sini, soalnya iramanya khas Alisha). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada beberapa kata yang yang sudah khusus untuk arti tertentu. Misalnya, kata "Mi'", yang artinya mimik, maksudnya jika dia ingin minum ASI. Untuk minuman lainnya, Alisha diajarkan untuk menggunakan kata "Num" (minum) atau "Jus" (juice). So far so good. Tapi yang repot, saat ini kata "Mo" punya banyak makna. Dia bilang "mo" (mau) saat ingin sesuatu yang tidak bisa diambilnya sendiri. Kadang kalo Alisha pegang makanan, dia memberinya ke kita sambil bilang "mo", maksudnya minta disuapin. Di lain waktu, saat memberikan barang yg dipegangnya sambil bilang "mo", yang dimaksudkannya adalah minta dipegangin, karena dia ingin mengambil sesuatu lainnya. Arti "mo" yang terakhir, adalah 'lagi'(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;again, more&lt;/span&gt;). Misalnya kalau saya melakukan sesuatu yang dia suka, seperti melompat-lompat, Alisha akan teriak: "Mo, mo, mo". Hm.., mungkin butuh waktu untuk membedakan kesemua arti "mo" tersebut dan mengenalkan kata baru untuk menggantikannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kemarin, Alisha terlihat seperti sedang membuang air besar. Si mama bertanya, "Alisha &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;e'-e'&lt;/span&gt;?". "Iyah" jawabnya. Alisha memang sudah mengerti kata itu berarti buang air besar atau &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;passing wind&lt;/span&gt;. Mendengar jawabannya, si mama mendekat ke Alisha untuk mengganti &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;pampers&lt;/span&gt;. Si Alisha bukannya menurut, malah tertawa sambil lari menjauh. Akhirnya setelah puas kejar-kejaran di kamar, tertangkaplah Alisha oleh si mama. Namun, Alisha malah tertawa keras. Pas dicek, ternyata tidak ada bau apa2, alias tidak e'-e' sama sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pagi, pas nonton TV, Alisha teriak &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"house, house"&lt;/span&gt;. Di TV memang lagi ada gambar kuda. "Itu horse nak", kataku membetulkan. "Hos, hos", ucapnya mengikutiku. Beberapa saat kemudian, dia kembali teriak: "Piimii.. piimiii". "bukan nak, itu monkey. Mon - key". "Pii-miii", kembali Alisha mengulang kata-katanya. "Monkey. Mon.. key", ucapku lagi. Ia terdiam sebentar. "Nooo. Piimiii", katanya bersikeras. Hm..., gimana ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110690641523521139?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110690641523521139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110690641523521139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110690641523521139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110690641523521139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/01/piii-miii.html' title='Piii - miii..'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110631114652992424</id><published>2005-01-21T12:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-21T12:39:06.530Z</updated><title type='text'>Mirror mirror on the wall, am I the prettiest baby of all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/3605387/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3605387_82e280905d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/3605387/"&gt;Mirror mirror on the wall, am I the prettiest baby of all&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ketika berusia 6-8 bulan, Alisha mungkin masih belum &lt;a href="http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/02/my-twin-sister.html"&gt;mengenali dirinya&lt;/a&gt; di cermin. Dia hanya tersenyum-senyum, atau mencoba menyapa bayangan yang ada di cermin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini, begitu dipakekan baju baru atau &lt;a href="http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/08/hat-emergency.html"&gt;topi&lt;/a&gt; baru, dia langsung ngeloyor ke kamar, untuk melihat dirinya di cermin. Tampaknya, ia sudah mengenali bayangan di cermin sebagai refleksi dirinya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ntah, apakah nanti karakternya jadi suka dandan, atau enggak :). Yang jelas, saat ini dia seringkali mencoba sesuatu, dan melihatnya di cermin. Kadang jilbab mamanya ditaro di kepala, atau meletakkan kain di leher, atau bahkan memakai kaleng seperti pada foto di atas.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110631114652992424?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110631114652992424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110631114652992424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110631114652992424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110631114652992424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/01/mirror-mirror-on-wall-am-i-prettiest.html' title='Mirror mirror on the wall, am I the prettiest baby of all'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110552544430395197</id><published>2005-01-12T10:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-28T10:08:23.376Z</updated><title type='text'>bobok</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/3267960/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/3267960_182c683d1e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/3267960/"&gt;bobo di jalan&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Satu hari, kawan saya bertanya, apakah Alisha masih tidur bersama kami. Ketika dijawab iya, kawan saya tadi langsung bilang: &lt;i&gt;you spoiled her!&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang, umumnya masyarakat sini membiasakan anak tidur di kamar sendiri dari sejak kecil, bahkan sejak masih berumur 1 bulan. Menurut kawan saya, hal ini membuat mereka lebih mandiri, dan yang lebih penting lagi, sang ortu tidak repot! Si bayi diberi minum botol sebelum tidur, dan mungkin diberikan &lt;i&gt;kempeng&lt;/i&gt; selama tidur. Sepanjang malam, dia akan tidur tenang, katanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak lahir sampai sekarang, Alisha masih satu bed dengan kami. Alisha yang masih minum ASI, lebih mudah dibobokkan kalo tidur bersama kami. Tempat tidur yang terpisah malah membuat si ibu repot bolak-balik untuk menidurkan Alisha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di sisi lain, memang Alisha jadi lebih susah untuk tidur sendiri. Biasanya, kalo Alisha belum benar-benar tidur, dia sering ngintip, untuk memastikan kami masih ada di sebelahnya. Tadi pagi, dua kali saya mencoba mengendap-endap keluar dari kamar, dua kali pula Alisha bangun, dan protes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun yang pertama, gara-gara ibunya keluar kamar. Ketika saya tenangkan, akhirnya Alisha tidur di atas kaki saya. Setelah ia terlelap, pelan-pelan saya geser kaki, dan perlahan keluar kamar. Baru saja keluar kamar, sudah terdengar suara tangisnya. Terpaksa balik lagi masuk kamar. Kali ini, Alisha tidur sambil memegang baju saya.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110552544430395197?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110552544430395197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110552544430395197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110552544430395197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110552544430395197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2005/01/bobok.html' title='bobok'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110443962014222627</id><published>2004-12-30T20:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-30T20:50:40.850Z</updated><title type='text'>Tigger replacement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2695856/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2695856_e413d6bd80_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2695856/"&gt;Alisha in tigger costum&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day, tigger has to leave the 100 aker wood for a while. He can't stand to leave the 100 Aker wood Tiggerless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, he creates RTPP - Rigorous Tiggerous Training Program. The most important thing in being tigger is the Mental Altitude! you need to know how to Talk the talk, walk the walk and bounce the bounce!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Dari semua karakter anak-anak, Alisha paling suka sama Winnie the Pooh and the gank. Kadang dia ikut nari-nari pas lagi nonton Winnie the Pooh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sing ho.. for the life of the bear.. sing ho.. for the expedition.."&lt;/span&gt;.. Kakinya diangkat tinggi-tinggi, layaknya orang sedang berbaris, mengikuti gerakan Pooh dan kawan-kawan bermarching ria dalam satu ekspedisi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah satu saat, Alisha berkacak pinggang. Saya heran, darimana anak ini belajar berkacak pinggang. Selama ini, di rumah, seingat saya, gak pernah kita berkacak pinggang. Ternyata, di film &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Piglet's Big Movie&lt;/span&gt;, ada adegan si Rabbit yang berkacak pinggang. Lain waktu, Alisha meletakkan kedua tangannya di pipi ala Home Alone. Pas dilihat di salah satu video Pooh, ada adegan Pooh yang sedang bingung dan bertopang dagu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya begitu lah, anak begitu cepat meniru apa yang dilihatnya di TV atau video. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110443962014222627?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110443962014222627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110443962014222627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110443962014222627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110443962014222627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/12/tigger-replacement.html' title='Tigger replacement'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110426828785168308</id><published>2004-11-20T19:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-28T21:23:29.586Z</updated><title type='text'>wajah alisha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: left; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px;margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/1586606/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1586606_0708ffd364_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/1586606/"&gt;Alisha dan bapak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setiap ada bayi lahir, selalu muncul pertanyaan: mirip siapa? yah namanya bayi, mukanya pasti cepat berubah. Kadang mirip ibunya, kadang mirip bapaknya. Atau perpaduan dari keduanya, seperti hidungnya dari si ibu dan matanya dari si bapak dan sebagainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas alisha lahir, saya langsung teringat wajah bapak, terutama ketika dahi alisha berkerut. Tapi selang beberapa hari, alisha berubah jadi makin mirip vera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: left; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px;margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2546981/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2546981_a0c9689238.jpg" width="160" alt="Yokweb2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, saya kok melihat banyak miripnya lagi ya dengan bapak saya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110426828785168308?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110426828785168308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110426828785168308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110426828785168308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110426828785168308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/11/wajah-alisha.html' title='wajah alisha'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110426824536709709</id><published>2004-11-15T21:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-28T21:10:45.366Z</updated><title type='text'>Visiting a dokter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: left; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/1490497/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1490497_649dd07f7e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/1490497/"&gt;Alisha and my parents&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/kistijantoro/"&gt;kistijantoro&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four days ago, my wife was worried about Alisha. Alisha didn't eat anything for the whole day. The only nutrition that could get in were her mom's milk and some of her favourite vitamins. But other than that, she rejected. Even her favourite fruits, grapes and tomatoes were a no-no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Vera took her to a 'dokter anak-anak' in Jakarta. My parents recommended this dokter as she is a specialist in child digestion problem. But it didn't take long for her to examine Alisha. Her diagnosis was an alarming one: possibly alisha refused food because there were too much dirty things that got into her mouth and digestion system (?), and she recommended to do a check on alisha's blood and faeces to get a detailed examination. She also criticised my wife for letting Alisha's weight 3 kilogram below normal (She was 8.6 kg at the time of examination).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard about this, OF COURSE I was very surprised. My own opinion was this could be due to Alisha's teething problem. She got some new teeth recently, and it is possible that it caused some inconveniences to her. Or maybe because of a change of environment, from a cold, dry weather in the UK to a hot and humid climate in Indonesia. So I expect the dokter would give some advice in relation to these things. But NOT AT ALL. She looked at it from a different perspective. Alisha, and I think most babies do, likes to put any object in her mouth. Then the dokter took this habit as the source of Alisha's eating disorder. Well, she is the DOKTER anyway, and I should trust her judgement.. or shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, Alisha still seems like a perfectly healthy toddler. She is very active and playful. She doesn't eat a lot, but I hope it is only because of the change of climate only, not for any other serious problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;**update**&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some web searches and found these information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babycentre.co.uk/expert/552305.html"&gt;Why is my child such a picky eater?&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babycentre.co.uk/refcap/560971"&gt;My toddler won't eat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; The first sentence of the first article gave me relief: "It's perfectly normal for young children to suddenly decide they hate everything — even foods they loved yesterday."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110426824536709709?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110426824536709709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110426824536709709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110426824536709709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110426824536709709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/11/visiting-dokter.html' title='Visiting a dokter'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110426819764647519</id><published>2004-11-08T21:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-09T12:27:37.586Z</updated><title type='text'>going out and going abroad</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2046899/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2046899_a212075522_m.jpg" width="150" alt="03" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2046898/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2046898_fa931fc271_m.jpg" width="150" alt="05" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2046897/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2046897_aaa1ae8c90_m.jpg" width="150" alt="06" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20041107/slides/01.html"&gt;&lt;img align="left" hspace="12" src="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20041107/thumbs/01.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken about a month ago. We were about to go to the park, and we let alisha walk by herself on the street. She was so happy by that walk as she refused to be put back in the pushchair again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, Alisha and her mom are in Indonesia. And I am left alone here :(... I miss them so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is, alisha skin problem (eczema) is gone by the time she arrived there. Maybe the weather in Indonesia is better for her. Below is her picture from there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/1542973/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/1542973_f9d9b7e276_m.jpg" width="227" height="240" alt="maen perosotan" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110426819764647519?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110426819764647519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110426819764647519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110426819764647519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110426819764647519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/11/going-out-and-going-abroad.html' title='going out and going abroad'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110426813082145652</id><published>2004-09-05T17:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T21:08:50.820Z</updated><title type='text'>do the baby walk &amp; sobay-sobay..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2079962/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2079962_c7e2841501_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="12" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On saturday two weeks ago, finally Alisha managed to walk more than two steps. She could stand up by the sofa for a long time since several months ago, but she was afraid to walk away from it. But now, she walks confidently around the room.&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Alisha put some books on the floor, then pointed at the books and said: "books, books.. books..". I think she showed off her new ability :).. Then when we switched on the radio, she put her ear on the speaker, after that she put her ear on the table.. maybe she was checking where the sound came from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is one word that she always says since two weeks ago: "sobay.. sobay..". I don't know where she caught the word from, but I do remember that she started saying that word since we came back from visiting our friends in sheffield and nottingham two weeks ago. Sometimes when she wake up in the morning, she started her speech by: "sobay, sobay..  sobay..." and then followed by a fluent speech in greek: "ablo..kcue kcue.. swe,..ji..mle..". Since we don't understand greeks, we can't understand her speech either. But I wonder what that sobay sobay means? Do you have any idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110426813082145652?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110426813082145652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110426813082145652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110426813082145652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110426813082145652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/09/do-baby-walk-sobay-sobay.html' title='do the baby walk &amp; sobay-sobay..'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110426808669848080</id><published>2004-08-14T21:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T14:50:11.176Z</updated><title type='text'>hat emergency ..</title><content type='html'>Alisha loves wearing hat. Anything that fits on her head, she likes it. From round hat, party hat, hijab, even toys. Then she looks on the mirror and smiles to herself. I am pretty.. I am pretty.. maybe that's what she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20040608/slides/09.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20040608/thumbs/09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20040621/slides/29.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20040621/thumbs/29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20041107/slides/18.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20041107/thumbs/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20041107/slides/14.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20041107/thumbs/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20041107/slides/08.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20041107/thumbs/08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2101876/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2101876_d4080cf5e2_m.jpg" alt="9b" height="240" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe she thinks that her hair is not much yet. "If I don't wear hat, people will think I am a boy...". Do you think so? Take a look at this picture ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20040608/slides/10.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kistijantoro.plus.com/album/20040608/thumbs/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110426808669848080?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110426808669848080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110426808669848080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110426808669848080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110426808669848080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/08/hat-emergency.html' title='hat emergency ..'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110424424062558331</id><published>2004-08-13T14:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T12:21:37.186Z</updated><title type='text'>voila... today's update.</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since the last time I wrote on this blog. It's not that there is nothing to write.. actually, a lot of interesting things happened in the last couple of months that I want to share. Like when we went to durham and took this pictures on our way back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2616443/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2616443_1ff94680f8_m.jpg" width="240" height="161" alt="24" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2616442/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2616442_4df41caf17_m.jpg" width="159" height="240" alt="05" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2616441/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2616441_bc372dedc3_m.jpg" width="240" height="158" alt="09" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or when Alisha celebrated her first year birthday about two months ago (no picture yet..). Then we visited uncle Giraffe and his lazy friend &lt;a href="http://www.chesterzoo.org/animals.asp?ID=84"&gt;Pongo&lt;/a&gt; in Chester, before we climbed the most spectacular mountain in UK, &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;safe=off&amp;q=mount+snowdon&amp;btnG=Search"&gt;mount snowdon&lt;/a&gt;. Hm.. we didn't climb that mountain actually, we took &lt;a href="http://www.snowdonrailway.co.uk/"&gt;the train&lt;/a&gt; to the top!. :)  But we did walk down the mountain on our journey back... and it was an unforgettable experience :). The pain on our legs lasted for 3 days... and we walked like penguin during those three days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2616446/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2616446_1976b4898a_m.jpg" width="240" height="190" alt="40" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2616444/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2616444_af4ada6afc_m.jpg" width="240" height="235" alt="38" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's go back to Alisha progress so far. Alisha is 14 months old now. She can say some short words like: "aduh!!" (when she hits something or when she falls down), "mimik'' (when she wants to breastfeed), "mo" (mau, if she wants something that we hold), "gi" (a word similar to mo, lagi means again..), "baapaaakk", "baayy" (to get rid of somebody.. like when you want somebody to get out from your house as soon as possible), "bird", "bear", "pooh", "beess" (fimbles), "niiss" (tweenies), and the most favourite word: "no-no-no-no..." (at the same time shaking her head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about the last word is, when she did something that we don't like, such as putting an object (toys, doll, paper) on her mouth and we told her not to do it by saying no, usually she said "no-no-no-no...", shaking her head, looked again at us, but then she still put the object on her mouth, although now she did it slowly, in hesitate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110424424062558331?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110424424062558331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110424424062558331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110424424062558331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110424424062558331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/08/voila-todays-update.html' title='voila... today&apos;s update.'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110422307276910959</id><published>2004-06-21T14:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T08:37:52.770Z</updated><title type='text'>Bangun tidur..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2611412/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2611412_583dd96e38_m.jpg" width="169" height="240" alt="12" align="left" hspace="12" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejak Alisha bisa telungkup sendiri sekitar 10 hari yang lalu, kita makin harus hati-hati saja menjaga Alisha. Biasanya, kalo Alisha tidur, saya bisa tenang duduk di ruang tengah sambil menyalakan baby monitor. Kalo dia bangun, pasti suaranya (ntah itu berupa tangisan ato pidato bangun pagi Alisha) akan terdengar. Dua hari yang lalu, pas asik ngobrol, tiba-tiba terdengar suara tangisan Alisha dari kamar. Segera saya lari ke kamar. Untungnya pintu tidak saya buka tiba2, karena Alisha tepat berada di balik pintu. Ternyata anak itu bangun tidur sendiri, kemudian merangkak ke dekat pintu, dan mungkin menangis karena tidak bisa keluar kamar sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi pagi kejadian lagi. Baru ditinggal sebentar dalam keadaan tidur. Sekitar setengah jam kemudian, ada suara ocehan dari kamar. Pas saya tengok, Alisha sudah keluar dari kamar sendiri, dan sedang dalam perjalanan menuju ruang tengah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempat tidur kami memang saat ini hanya kasur yang diletakkan di lantai. Dipan yang tingginya kira-kira selutut kaki sudah kami singkirkan ke kamar kecil, karena kuatir Alisha bisa jatuh dari tempat tidur. Tapi tempat kasur yang di lantai ini membuat Alisha gampang merangkak ke mana-mana, dan begitu keluar dari kamar, dia bisa mengakses tempat sepatu, steker listrik, kamar kecil yang berfungsi sebagai gudang, dan ke ruang tengah. Hm.. gimana ya cara yang paling baik mengamankan barang-barang berbahaya di rumah dari jangkauan si kecil satu ini? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110422307276910959?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110422307276910959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110422307276910959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110422307276910959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110422307276910959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/06/bangun-tidur.html' title='Bangun tidur..'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110422276601750005</id><published>2004-06-21T14:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T08:32:46.016Z</updated><title type='text'>berdiri sendiri</title><content type='html'>Hari ini alisha sudah bisa berdiri sendiri tanpa pegangan, terus tepuk tangan beberapa kali, setelah itu jatuh lagi.. :). Demikian berita singkat yang kami terima via telpon dari si mama pada pukul 13:57 WUKNUT (Waktu di UK bagian Newcastle upon Tyne).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berita lanjutan + foto menyusul ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110422276601750005?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110422276601750005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110422276601750005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110422276601750005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110422276601750005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/06/berdiri-sendiri.html' title='berdiri sendiri'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110422251994777701</id><published>2004-06-14T08:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T08:28:39.946Z</updated><title type='text'>kemampuan baru: telungkup sendiri</title><content type='html'>Meski Alisha sudah sejak lama bisa merangkak kemana-mana, juga bisa berdiri sambil pegangan kursi atau baju ibunya, ada satu hal yang bikin kami cukup heran. Dia belum bisa membalikkan badan sendiri, dari posisi telentang, menjadi telungkup. Padahal biasanya ini kemampuan yang dimiliki bayi sejak usia 3-6 bulan, sebelum dia bisa duduk dan merangkak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama ini, kami tenang-tenang saja. Karena kalo mau membiarkan Alisha sebentar untuk ke dapur atau ke kamar mandi, sepanjang Alisha ditidurkan di posisi terlentang, dia tidak akan ke mana-mana. Paling kalo kelamaan, dia bakal teriak dan nangis. Tidak perlu kuatir apakah dia bisa jatuh atau kejedut meja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua hari yang lalu, akhirnya Alisha berhasil menemukan kunci jitu untuk membalik dirinya menjadi telungkup.  Badan dimiringkan, posisi tangan dibetulkan, satu kaki dipakai untuk mendorong .. hopla... telungkuplah dia... Dari posisi ini, Alisha bisa langsung duduk, dan merangkak ke mana-mana. Terbukalah dunia kamar yang cukup luas untuk Alisha. Mau ngaca di cermin.. gampang. Mau duduk loncat2 di kasur, enteng... Mau ngambil boneka yang ada di samping kasur.. kecil!!  Gitu kira2 pikiran Alisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saking senangnya dengan kemampuan baru ini, semalam sebelum tidur, berulang kali dia menjatuhkan dirinya ke belakang, sehingga jadi tidur terlentang (di kasur, jadi cukup aman buat dia). Kemudian telungkup sendiri, duduk, loncat2.. balik lagi menjatuhkan diri ke belakang. Begitu terus berulang2, sambil cekikikan sendiri. Kadang ketika terlentang, badannya terhalang sama bantal di sampingnya, sehingga sulit untuk membalikkan dirinya. Kakinya digerak-gerakkan, apa daya memang bantal itu terlalu besar untuk dilampaui. "Oeeekkkk..", teriaknya minta bantuan mama supaya bisa telungkup. Kemudian, setelah recovery service yang dilakukan mama berhasil, kembalilah dia melakukan ritual jatuh ke belakang, telungkup, duduk, loncat-loncat.. jatuh lagi ke belakang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110422251994777701?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110422251994777701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110422251994777701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110422251994777701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110422251994777701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/06/kemampuan-baru-telungkup-sendiri.html' title='kemampuan baru: telungkup sendiri'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110422160454213373</id><published>2004-06-13T20:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T08:20:01.440Z</updated><title type='text'>Go-go.. let's visit the tyne bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2610748/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2610748_18c6b68228_m.jpg" alt="20" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2610750/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2610750_de1b280b3f_m.jpg" alt="06" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2610749/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2610749_590363b4d9_m.jpg" alt="03" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2610753/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2610753_351fd8ac51_m.jpg" alt="17" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2610751/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2610751_c1076109f6_m.jpg" alt="09" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisha senang sekali setiap di ajak pergi keluar. Mungkin sudah afal dia sama liku2 kamar tidur dan ruang tengah yang menjadi ruang manuvernya setiap hari. Ada dua tanda yang kayaknya diartikan sebagai bepergian, yaitu pakai jaket dan pakai topi. Setiap Alisha dipakaikan jaket, dia langsung melonjak-lonjak kegirangan. Merangkak ke sana-sini sambil melemparkan senyum manisnya. Demikian pula kalo dipakaikan topi. Kadang topinya dipegangnya dengan satu tangan, kemudian menoleh sambil nyengir gembira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minggu lalu, kami pergi jalan-jalan ke tyne bridge, tempat wisata di kota kami. Kata si mama, di sungai tyne ini ada 7 jembatan yang berdekatan, cuma dia gak tau namanya apa aja. Ada tyne bridge, millenium bridge, high level bridge, ..ntah lainnya. Nah, ini hasil mejeng kami di sana. Lumayan, buat kenang-kenangan di kota kelahiran Alisha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110422160454213373?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110422160454213373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110422160454213373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110422160454213373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110422160454213373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/06/go-go-lets-visit-tyne-bridge.html' title='Go-go.. let&apos;s visit the tyne bridge'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110421996005535589</id><published>2004-05-21T11:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T07:46:00.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Magic Box..</title><content type='html'>Ada satu box ajaib yang bisa membuat Alisha terpana. Gak peduli dia lagi makan, lagi main atau lagi jingkrak-jingkrak, kalo berhadapan dengan box ajaib tersebut, Alisha bisa terdiam, tenang. Tentu saja, box ajaib ini bisa bermanfaat jika orang tuanya ingin sedikit berleha-leha. Kasih saja box ajaib, kemudian kita bisa sibuk dengan pekerjaan lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun sayangnya, box ajaib ini berbahaya. Banyak penelitian yang mengatakan bahwa anak2 dan bayi yang berhadapan dengan box ini lebih dari 1 jam sehari, bisa mengakibatkan bayi tersebut pasif dan tidak bersosialisasi. Belum lagi efek negatif lainnya seperti kekerasan, agresif, kegemukan dan emosi yang tidak stabil dan lain-lainnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, pasti udah pada bisa nebak apa box ajaib ini. Dan pasti banyak pula yg udah tau efek negatifnya. Tapi kenyataannya, memang masih banyak di antara kita yg tidak bisa lepas dari box yg di sini sering disebut sebagai "telly", ato bahasa indonesianya "tipi". Gimana enggak, box ini bisa jadi baby sitter yg efektif. Sehingga kl mo ngasih makan misalnya, supaya Alisha gak kemana2, paling gampang ya disetelin "telly".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini bukan berarti kami membiarkan Alisha nonton telly lho. Masak tega membiarkan anak jadi pasif seperti itu. Paling enggak, jangan sampai tiap hari dia nonton. Cukup kadang2 saja, misalnya buat nonton Noddy ato teletubbies.  Selebihnya, ya memang tugas kami untuk jadi menemani bermain. Mo gimana lagi. :) Asik-asik aja kok....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110421996005535589?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110421996005535589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110421996005535589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110421996005535589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110421996005535589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/05/magic-box.html' title='Magic Box..'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110421936038860279</id><published>2004-05-14T07:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T07:36:00.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Anak Permata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2610240/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2610240_9b4e461e3e.jpg" width="250" alt="Picture 029" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak adalah anugerahNya,&lt;br /&gt;Anugerah amat bernilai,&lt;br /&gt;Namun adakah ia disayangi,&lt;br /&gt;Adakah kita mendidiknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak adalah permata,&lt;br /&gt;Permata yang tiada tandingan,&lt;br /&gt;Kitalah yang menghargainya,&lt;br /&gt;Kitalah yang menyayanginya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak adalah anugerahNya,&lt;br /&gt;Harta yang amat berharga,&lt;br /&gt;Namun bagaimana ia disayangi,&lt;br /&gt;Kitalah yang mencorakkannya&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;dikutip dari Raihan - Anak Permata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110421936038860279?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110421936038860279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110421936038860279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110421936038860279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110421936038860279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/05/anak-permata.html' title='Anak Permata'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110421868647556791</id><published>2004-05-09T15:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T07:24:46.476Z</updated><title type='text'>Alishaku..</title><content type='html'>Seperti biasa, tadi malam Alisha enggak mau tidur. Awalnya dia cukup puas dengan ngoceh sendiri, dan kami berdua tidur di samping kiri kanan Alisha. Supaya aman, Alisha kami taruh di tengah, di kiri saya, dan di kanannya ibunya. Di sebelah atas kami tutup dengan bantal, supaya Alisha tidak mudah merangkak ke mana2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baru sebentar, Alisha berhasil lolos melewati pertahanan bantal yang ada di sisi atas, dan asyik meloncat2 (sambil duduk) di kasur yang memang kami letakkan di sebelah atas tempat kami tidur. Supaya aman dan lebih mudah diawasi, saya angkat Alisha kembali ke tengah2 kami, dan pertahanan ditambah dengan dua lapis bantal. Tak lupa kami beri beberapa mainan kecil supaya Alisha betah bermain di situ. Tak lama kemudian, bosan dengan mainannya, dia kembali melakukan manuver2, merangkak ke atas, balik lagi, ke kiri, kembali ke arah ibunya, hingga akhirnya... bantal 2 lapis tersebut kembali berhasil dia tembus! Setelah berhasil sampai di kasur yang di sisi atas, Alisha tertawa ngakak ke arah kami. Sepertinya dia sangat puas berhasil melewati rintangan yang dibuat oleh ayahnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terpaksa lah saya bangun lagi, taro Alisha lagi ke tengah, dan saya tambah lagi bantalnya menjadi tiga lapis. Kali ini, Alisha cukup kesulitan untuk melewati pertahanan yang lebih kokoh ini. Berulang kali si mungil ini mencoba merangkak melewati barikade yang cukup tinggi itu, namun tetap gagal. Akhirnya, mungkin karena lelah mencoba tanpa hasil, dia menempuh strategi baru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oweeeeekkkkkk...!!!!". Kali ini, akhirnya kami yang menyerah. Dengan terkantuk2, kami bawa Alisha ke ruang tengah, di mana dia bisa lebih leluasa bergerak ke mana2. Jarum jam menunjukkan angka satu pagi, namun Alisha terlihat energik bermain ke sana kemari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110421868647556791?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110421868647556791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110421868647556791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110421868647556791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110421868647556791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/05/alishaku.html' title='Alishaku..'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110418467106056948</id><published>2004-03-14T14:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-27T21:57:51.060Z</updated><title type='text'>don't leave me alone...</title><content type='html'>Alisha is getting more emotional recently. She objects if we leave her alone suddenly. When she plays with her toys, sometimes she forgets about her surrounding, and she doesn't care if we leave her to the kitchen, for example. But that is not for long. Soon she realizes that her mom or her dad is missing, and start shouting.. or crying.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2596597/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2596597_d67b869412_m.jpg" width="240" height="165" alt="picture13" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is her attitude toward strangers? Well, it depends.  I don't know why she smiles at one person and look sharply to other person, like in this picture.&lt;br /&gt; But, if she likes that person, Alisha can do many things to call him/her. Sometimes she smiles, sometimes she shakes her head over and over, sometimes she makes a 'click' sound with her mouth (&lt;i&gt;berdecak&lt;/i&gt;), or sometimes she just shouts and says 'EEEHHH' many times.&lt;p/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110418467106056948?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110418467106056948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110418467106056948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110418467106056948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110418467106056948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/03/dont-leave-me-alone.html' title='don&apos;t leave me alone...'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110416239918187272</id><published>2004-03-09T10:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-27T15:46:39.180Z</updated><title type='text'>smile in style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2585906/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2585906_c39c92fbb6.jpg" width="500" height="275" alt="alisha2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisha often teases other people by making funny expression like the one on the picture (left). When she is busy playing with the toys, and if I call her, sometimes she stops playing, then smiles at me like this. Then, she goes back playing with her toys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110416239918187272?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110416239918187272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110416239918187272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110416239918187272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110416239918187272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/03/smile-in-style.html' title='smile in style'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110413897187616960</id><published>2004-03-09T02:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-27T09:16:11.876Z</updated><title type='text'>snow in newcastle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2578886/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2578886_1879e80bb7_m.jpg" width="177" height="240" alt="Picture22" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 27th February 2004 night, there was a heavy snow in newcastle. Alisha went out in the morning after (hmm.. around 11 am -- but it's really still morning for Alisha), and here is her picture..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110413897187616960?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110413897187616960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110413897187616960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110413897187616960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110413897187616960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/03/snow-in-newcastle.html' title='snow in newcastle'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110413605896806109</id><published>2004-03-04T19:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-27T08:27:38.966Z</updated><title type='text'>Learning to crawl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2577964/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2577964_d8fced8004.jpg" width="500" height="342" alt="Picture15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisha is beginning to learn crawling now. I am not sure whether she will learn crawl first then learn to walk or she can walk directly. But it seems she is starting to crawl now. Whenever she is in sitting position, she often pushes her legs so that her body leans forward. Then she puts her hands at the floor to support her body (like the one in the picture). Once she can move around, we must be more careful about putting things in place...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110413605896806109?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110413605896806109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110413605896806109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110413605896806109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110413605896806109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/03/learning-to-crawl.html' title='Learning to crawl'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110413550141558358</id><published>2004-03-02T18:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-27T08:18:21.416Z</updated><title type='text'>my swimming pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2577806/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2577806_05c777596c.jpg" width="500" height="343" alt="Picture3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurrah..hurrah.. I can swim..  but why is the fish flying?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110413550141558358?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110413550141558358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110413550141558358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110413550141558358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110413550141558358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/03/my-swimming-pool.html' title='my swimming pool'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110409621001789473</id><published>2004-03-01T17:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-26T21:23:30.016Z</updated><title type='text'>me and my sparetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2558797/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2558797_c0a69d26db.jpg" width="500" height="341" alt="Picture5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a baby, I have plenty of time to play. Sometimes I sleep at 9 pm, then wake up at 11 pm, then have a nice milk, go back to bed. Or, I can wake up all night, shouting all along to my dad and my mom, until they are willing to play with me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110409621001789473?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110409621001789473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110409621001789473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110409621001789473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110409621001789473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/03/me-and-my-sparetime.html' title='me and my sparetime'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110409433524337656</id><published>2004-02-25T22:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-26T20:53:30.096Z</updated><title type='text'>look at my teeth..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2558058/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2558058_630750ba54.jpg" alt="Picture" height="500" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see my teeth? I have two now.. but I think I will have two more teeth at the top soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some books on baby said that one in 2000 babies is actually born with a tooth or two. Fortunately Alisha is not one of that special baby :). I wonder what her mom will say if she got tooth since she was born. Even now, she still sometimes bites her mom during the breastfeeding. After biting her mom, then she stops drinking, and smiles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110409433524337656?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110409433524337656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110409433524337656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110409433524337656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110409433524337656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/02/look-at-my-teeth.html' title='look at my teeth..'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110408290241890084</id><published>2004-02-25T21:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-26T17:41:42.416Z</updated><title type='text'>my twin sister...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2553346/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2553346_e8aeca3e47.jpg" width="500" height="349" alt="Picture19" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.kistijantoro.plus.com/gallery/view_photo.php?set_albumName=7m&amp;amp;id=Picture19"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;hm.. I wonder why that face seems familiar.. is it my twin sister?..&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Alisha always smiles or even laughs loudly whenever we put her in front of a mirror. Or when we give her a picture of herself. So, sometimes when she cries without a reason (for sure there is a reason why she cried, only we don't have the ability to read her mind yet..), I just take a mirror, let her see her face, then suddenly she starts smiling again.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;This picture was taken when her mom was at the university, and Alisha got bored with all the toys I gave her. My guess was she wanted to drink milk but unfortunately I don't have the thing she wanted... she refused when I gave her formula milk in a bottle.. so, the only cure is that smiley mirror. Lucky me, she managed to amused herself until her mom came home..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110408290241890084?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110408290241890084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110408290241890084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110408290241890084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110408290241890084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/02/my-twin-sister.html' title='my twin sister...'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110406173937606317</id><published>2004-02-15T20:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-26T11:48:59.376Z</updated><title type='text'>Faces from two generations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2546981/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.flickr.com/2546981_a0c9689238.jpg" width="262" height="282" alt="Yokweb2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2546982/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2546982_330a65769f.jpg" width="380" height="500" alt="alisha32" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who are in these pictures?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110406173937606317?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110406173937606317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110406173937606317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110406173937606317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110406173937606317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/02/faces-from-two-generations.html' title='Faces from two generations'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110401005038094492</id><published>2004-02-03T23:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-25T21:27:30.380Z</updated><title type='text'>It's a girl!!!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes people asked me, is it a boy or girl, when they met us. Some even went further, confidently said, how old is he?.. excuse me, did you say 'HE' ?? are you blind? don't you see her pink dress that my wife put her on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When alisha was 1 month old, I didn't bother about people asking whether she is a boy or girl. In fact, you cannot tell by her face, especially when she dressed like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2530078/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2530078_7a33cf881f_m.jpg" width="161" height="240" alt="CNV00027s" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alisha when she was 1 month old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what do you expect if a baby dressed like a girl, looked like a girl such as in this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2530077/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/2530077_fd467831f7_m.jpg" width="240" height="156" alt="alisha18a" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? hm... what the heck.. it's hard to tell anyway if it's a boy or a girl.. especially for the blind ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Alisha was born, many of our friends told us about their prediction about the baby, whether it would be a baby boy, or a baby girl. Usually they said, "I have this dream and such and such.. I am sure that it must be a boy...!". Others said, "hm.. your tummy is shaped like this, your baby must be a girl!". It's amazing to see how confident they were about their guessing. When the baby was born and it is actually a girl, they said, "See.. I told you so..", while the ones that gave the wrong prediction usually forgot about their casts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;So, what's it like to be a father of a baby girl? hm.. I cannot tell the difference at the moment.  I never have a baby before!! But I guess things become more complicated when she grows up. You know, when she starts asking funny questions.... but I believe her mom will be better than me on answering those questions anyway, so I don't have to worry about that.  Leave it to mom.. yes, let her take that responsibility :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110401005038094492?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/feeds/110401005038094492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9782940&amp;postID=110401005038094492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110401005038094492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110401005038094492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/02/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a girl!!!'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9782940.post-110400857974844268</id><published>2004-02-02T05:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-25T21:11:39.100Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my site</title><content type='html'>Hullo.... my name is Alisha Nabila Kistijantoro. My dad and my mum made this site so that they can record my activities from time to time. I am 7 months old at the moment, and .... yes, I don't write this blog my self. You must be younger than me if you think I can write this my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born on last summer, June 28th 2003. My dad told me I was reluctant to go out from my mom's ..umm.. stomach. Probably I enjoyed too much staying in there.. warm, lots of foods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, as I didn't want to go out by my self, the doctor must perform a caesarian operation to take me. Well, I kinda like that way, as my head won't have to go through that small hole anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, those of you who want to see me what I look like, here is my picture on the first day I arrived on earth ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kistijantoro/2529815/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos3.flickr.com/2529815_215faeaa15.jpg" width="335" height="500" alt="alisha and mom" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9782940-110400857974844268?l=kistijantoro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110400857974844268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9782940/posts/default/110400857974844268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kistijantoro.blogspot.com/2004/02/welcome-to-my-site.html' title='Welcome to my site'/><author><name>kistijantoro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13896465383159563435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
