The name of the story is ..."Arwen locked the door..!"

My dearest Arwen, on 1/10/2009, you locked yourself in the bedroom and could not unlock the lock. I was outside the master bedroom, vacuuming and you decided to close the door because it was noisy. You always do this. However, on this particular day, you decided to lock the door! and not the lock which we have a key to, it was the dead bolt lock which does not even have a key hole from outside! Oh man, was I panicked! I panicked, you panicked and you cried and cried and cried and you kept telling me "It's not working..it's not working..it's too heavy.." referrring to the lock. I was so heartbroken hearing it. Then you picked up my handphone and said "Nak call mama..nak call mama..". However, whatever that you pressed got you to Tok Lah. and she panicked because no one spoke when she picked up and she heard the sound of you crying! She called back 4 times and every time you picked up the call- you were crying so loud! She thought that I had passed out or injured or something like that. Bak called you too on the phone but you were still too panicked to calm down. Tok Lah then called Tok Amal and then Tok Amal called Bak and Tok Bak! My goodness! You even managed to get me on the house phone but you did not say anything. I was getting panicked by the minute but I knew I had to calm myself because I knew that I had to get you out no matter what.

So I took out the very heavy ladder and I used it to climb onto the porch's roof to get to the bedroom's window. I was actually quite scared because it is quite high up even though it doesn't look it and I was afraid of falling, injuring myself and making matters worse! Anyway, Alhamdulillah I was all right and managed to climb up safely. I saw you lying face down on the bed crying..kesian sangat. You stopped crying the minute you heard me and saw my face at the window and I asked you to give me your golf club because the window panel where the grill can be opened is locked. Thank goodness for the golf club! (In my haste, I forgot to think it through of how was I going to open the window.) Well, thank goodness for the golf club. So I hooked the window latch, opened the window and the I opened the grill's padlock. Thank Allah we have a grill that can be opened! Thank Allah that we have a spare key for the padlock outside the bedroom! Thank Allah that I already opened the other windows panels on that day!

You hugged me like you haven't seen me in 10 years and started to cry again! It was gut wrenching! You tried to tell me what happened and started sobbing. You said "Mama is gone...Arwen cannot see Mama.." Alahai, sedih sangat.

Anyway, you got over the trauma because half an hour later we went swimming with Shireen and Uncle Sam (which was planned the day before - wah..we actually performed the rescue well in time to meet our appointment with Shireen...hehehe). You can retell the story now of how you got locked in the bedroom and that Mama is a super hero because I rescued you. Why, six days later (6/10/2009) you woke up from one of your rare naps and suddenly said out loud.."The name of the story is...Arwen locked the door!" You sure are a funny girl, always blurting the oddest thing at the oddest time.

So mama is Super Hero Mama and as it follows through, I now call you Super Duper Wen, just so that we can both be super heroes! Hence, the title of our blog...:)