Cool, Crazy Boy

Ever since I let you borrow these pair of shades, you insist on watching TV wearing it. Oh, and yesterday, when I was bringing you to the doctor for your low-gradefever, you insisted on wearing this same romper (you wore it just last week, when this picture was taken). You insisted on it.

Sigh. Start again of something new for us!

Oh and I know Mommy has been threatening you with spanking using your table's legs, but it's only because you refuse to stop brandishing them around and either keep hitting Mommy with it, or insist on climbing up the stairs carrying them. Both not really great ideas, my son. But I still love you.

Start of What's That?

Last night was the official start of your "What's that" phase when you kept asking the question from Pappie, who was nebulizing himself.

It was also funny when, after peppering my face with Spiderman stickers, you asked me after awhile the same question.

Oh and yeah... you sometimes talk in paragraphs now. "Mommy, where are you? What are you doing? There, I found you! Hi, Mommy."

And you initiate "I love you" now. It still sounds "Awahu" but now I get that it's what you're saying... most of the time.

Funny, Crazy Boy

We're back home darling son. All in all, you were pretty behaved the entire Holidays. There were moments when we struggled but all in all, we both had fun. And everybody just loved how you'd always look for me... in complete sentences even.

Anyway, we were at Lipa earlier for the barrio fiesta. You loved goto and ran after dogs and your older cousins. You also binged on enough candy to last you a year. You also squashed chicks and ducklings because you were so happy with them. And you say HI to everyone, even to me after waking up, even to Pappie when you're crying.

During dinner, you cried happily, "Jollibee!" but it was really KFC that we were eating. Haha. And when Mommy asked you not to watch TV so near, you took out your binoculars and tried watching the TV that way (with the lens making the TV farther away from you). And taking your cue from Pluto, you licked Mommy's face and I feel you'd be doing a lot of that in the coming days.

Oh, you loved playing with clay so am going to buy you some. At least now I know you won't eat it. You still love books, you still love coloring, you still love playing instruments.

Another really adorable thing you do now is reading letters aloud. Of course, it's still a hit and miss thing but while on the road, you'd pretend to be reading aloud the letters in billboards and signs. That's a great sign because it suggests interest in letters.

Oh, and it was always heartbreaking for you when Ate Lianne and Iya try banning you from their play or refuse to share toys. But you, you've always been pretty generous with your toys, like your bubble gun and remote control car. :)

One last story... peddlers were trying to capitalize as usual on kids and their parents' inability to really refuse them so one was tempting you with his goods and Pappie wanted to buy you something. He said, though, that you should ask Mommy first if you can buy. You said, "Mommy, awahu" (i love you)

What Are You Doing?

You're literally saying that now. Last week, it was just, "Mommy, where are you?" but now you're stringing along phrases and sentences. And you were just a doll the whole day, you made your girl cousins look like brats. Hehe. Even Yaya cannot deny you anything because you're always so cute, always dancing, always misplacing Mommy, always telling them to "Come here, sit, walk, etc"

Hard Hit

You took a hard hit yesterday, darling. You can't imagine the fear Pappie and I had when you were oh so quiet and sad and and lethargic and sleepy after. When you were woozy enough to fall from the weighing scale, that broke my heart. Maybe you will know the same fear when you have children of your own...

But I want you to know, God willing that we could joke about what happened someday because you'd just really be alright, that Pappie would die a thousand deaths before he'd do anything to hurt you. I'm the meaner parent after all, the one inclined to spank. And he was oh so sorry and worried. Heaven knows how hard he'd be beating himself up over this. Like what he says, he will never forgive himself if the fall affects your development.

But you know what, Mommy will... because I know seeing you hurt is the last thing he'd ever want. And it could have as easily been Mommy accidentally hurting you.

And am writing this now because I want you to know we appreciate how much a trooper you are. You're playing as usual now. You even pooped, which suggests that you did manage to digest something despite barfing three times last night. Now, Mommy just really has to be strict with the small, frequent feedings so you won't barf anymore.

Oh and you got such lovely gifts for Christmas. Ninang Gang gave you a black and whiteboard with magnetic alphabet and numbers, Andie gave you a color palette set to learn your colors,you've gotten yoyos and a shirt, Momsy gave you a PJ set, Lolo gave cereals, and you got a dog each from Momsy and Ninang Ira. You're scared of Ninang Ira's gift though and doesn't appreciate it singing "What a Wonderful World"

You're now wearing the gingham romper that Ninang Ira gave you. You look so cute and innocent in it. So yeah, Merry Christmas little boy. We love you.

Sigh, Son

One thing am really happy about is the fact that you can also stomach ginger tea, which I believe helps us more than Ascof Lagundi does. I am hoping you won't progress to pneumonia, that this isn't a primary complex sign and that you won't be sick during the Holidays.

Oh and you also like uncooked chopped chinese cabbage.

I also told your Pappie that am sure you're going to fall off the stairs anytime soon because you've been trying to balance on that side ledge and you keep running and turning while on the stairs.

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I know not everything is about me but I can't help but wonder if our daily struggles recently is also the reason why you're being extra violent and jealous of Ice. Poor ice is getting real abused by you. We've made an agreement with Tito Jun though that when you guys are about 5 or 6, we'd just really let you rough each other up. By then, your advantage over him wouldn't be that big anymore. Right now though, you can still literally push him around eventhough he can scratch, claw and hit right back.

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You slept and woke up asking me for apples yesterday. I love that you love fruits!

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You also exclaim, "Wow, delicious! Yummy" all the time now when you're eating. And I believe you said "hawaking" the other day. :)

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When you ask me to sing in bed or when am putting you down for a nap, you're basically asking me to hum TUHOG NA BULAKLAK. You'd usually hum along at first then drift off to sleep.

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I really love you, Baby. I really, really do.

Updates and Updates

I can't believe I haven't updated this for almost a month!

Anyway, darling son, you have been your usual handful self but you're really more verbal now. Last Friday, you even gushed over one of the gifts you got at PPA and said, "Beautiful!" :) Now, you say that all the time after saying "Wow!" :)

Oh and everybody adored you at PPA because you were happy as a lark, kept dancing and running and shrieking, kept posing for pictures...

You spent the whole day with pappie yesterday but danced with Mommy a lot last night. And now, you're sleeptalking a lot more.

This afternoon, you started poking Nemo and getting his stuffing out. So yeah, you may never hug him for a long time.

Sometimes, i'd have very difficult days. I think it's because we've both been busy, Pappie and I, so you feel your days are disrupted and cannot trust a routine. Plus, since Mommy has started working, she's either busier during the day or lacking sleep from working all night.

Our Christmas tree looks like a tornado went through it. I don't know where half of the trimmings are. Your constant plucking from it also convinced Mommy not to put it the Christmas lights. And after discovering that the Christmas boxes hanging from the tree were made from styropore, you starting making a mess of them at will.

Now, you're flinging popsicle sticks at Mommy as I type.

Earlier, we tried playing store. I gave you pretend money and asked for the peanut butter and you got the peanut butter back and asked for coins.

Oh and the carollers love you. Not only do you dance while they sing, you also can't wait to give them their coins. Of course, you hit some as you push the door open.

And yeah, recently, you haven't had a serious fall or bump. But there are days when I spank a lot. Well, the most is 3 times, because you were so contrary.

Oh, you've been attending lots of reunions with Mommy and Pappie.

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And now, you in pictures: