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We try not to spoil K with toys. Most of her toys are either gifts or won in parties (once, she got one of the profire yoyos given away at a party and we found out how much it costs so we kept it for us adults hehehe but I digress). When we actually let her buy toys, we teach her to choose wisely because chances are rare to come. Here she was on New Year’s Day when Mommy Lola brought her shopping for toys :)
 
She found the Dora Mega Blocks the minute she entered the store and told us she wanted it. We told her to let it go first, go inside the store and look at toys before she decide which one to buy. She still ended up with the Dora Mega Blocks because she was drawn to it even when she saw other toys and the same Dora on another shelf.
I think it is good training for her to delay gratification. I am proud of K because it is so easy to explain things to her. She would not throw tantrums if we don’t buy her toys right away. We let her choose and if the one she likes is not age-appropriate or we don’t feel it fits her, she just lets it go and moves on after we explain to her why not. I wish she can keep up with this attitude until she’s older.
K was invited to be a part of the entourage during Tito Oyet’s wedding back in December. It was her first ever flower girl stint. I did not know how to get K ready for the big day, I just prayed she’d walk alone! Her dress arrived about a a week before the wedding and I am glad there were no alterations needed. She did not want to try it on at first though. She said “I don’t like it, tapon na sa basket!”. But later we were able to convince her saying she’d be a princess when she wears it :) Success!
On the day of the wedding she slept on our way to the church and was in a very good mood when we got there. Good sign, I said. Here she was with Kuya J.
They were lining up for the procession and she was following the lady coordinator. I even told her to walk behind Tori, and she agreed. All things went downhill when the gay coordinator rearranged the little girls and touched K. Bad move. K dislikes it when someone she does not know touches her! Obviously she got scared and won’t let go of of my hand. The gay coordinator told me to just walk with her, I was wearing a nice dress anyway (Thank God I bought a dress!). K also dislike flash photography so; she was raising her free hand in front of her face towards the photographers, official and the guests, while saying in a panicky voice “Stop! Sakit mata (my eyes hurt)!!” over and over again. It was cute though, as if telling the paparazzo to get lost LOL!
And then she made a scene at the altar during the photo opps after the ceremony:
She threw a tantrum right there because she wanted to get the camera from Tatay and take pictures of the photogs and people in the church. Yes, while their picture is being taken. She made a scene!
Needless to say, she did not have enough nice pictures to show of her first flower girl stint but definitely a lot of memories to laugh about when she’s older. And at least we have this smiling photo of her with us during the reception, taken by Kuya J:
I hope the next time she’s a flower girl will be so much better!
Back in December, mom brought me dress shopping for my Tito’s wedding. I had to be more presentable because K was a first-time flower girl. I mean if she would refuse to walk down the aisle alone, at least, I can accompany her and I would not look like a rag mommy beside her. So off we went in search for a maternity dress since I was already showing at 17 weeks. We went directly to the formals area, saw some maternity wedding dresses, but this dress immediately called my attention:
I instantly liked it very much, I felt like a goddess! But I did not buy it because it is one size smaller and there are no more stocks available. Too bad! :( I settled for a violet dress which equally flattered my body (of course I can say that, this is my blog, LOL!)
I’ve been meaning to share this here but we got really busy. I thought I’d post this first before my holiday stories, besides, my head’s still oh so disorganized.
Anyway, while driving back to QC after our family reunion, Ane played this song from his phone. He said this is his new song for me. So I listened:
I’M YOURS (The Script)
You touch these tired eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
I listen close for I’m not smart
You wrap your thoughts in works of art
And they’re hanging on the walls of my heart
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I’m yours
And though my edges may be rough
I never feel I’m quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I’m yours
You healed these scars over time
Embraced my soul
You loved my mind
You’re the only angel in my life
The day news came my best friend died
My knees went week and you saw me cry
Say I’m still the soldier in your eyes
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I’m yours
And though my edges may be rough
I never feel I’m quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I’m yours
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I don’t fit in that much
But I’m yours
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I say, this song is perfect. Ane isn’t the sweetest or most demonstrative of them all, but he has his moments ;p I love you Hun!
I received a surprise call from my high school best friend yesterday. She called to ask if we can meet-up towards the end of the month. She said she’s available anytime. I said, sure, but I don’t think I can do lunch on weekdays. That’s when she told me that she already quit her job, is why she’s free anytime. I thought it is just one of those times she got tired of the corporate world, but this one’s different. Her husband got an assignment in Malaysia and they are moving soon :( They will stay there for at least three years. Of course I am sad, even if we only see each other less often than I like. But I am also happy for their family for taking the opportunity to grow and experience something new.
Maybe when we meet this month, it will be the last time we’ll see each other for a long time. She would like to discuss with me stuff about earning from online work. I am not sure yet what to teach her but I am going to refer her to one site. Perhaps she can apply for Help Desk Specialist Jobs? But then she is already upper mid management level here so I am researching which ones would be more suitable for her.
Wherever she may go, I wish her and her family well. And we can just always visit Malaysia, can’t we?
Last night, we went to the airport to see BIL and J off. It will be another year or so before we see them again. I was sad to see them go but I did not cry; glad I was able to control my emotions. Maybe because we are all looking forward to their next visit anyway? And the next time they come home, my sister will be with them together with the youngest addition.
This morning, I had the energy to clear our luggage and fix our laundry. Then the house angels helped me take down the tree.
Christmas season is officially over in this house. It feels empty around here without the tree and strewn luggage. But life goes on. And I need to get back on my routine.
Bring it on, 2012.
We flew in last night from Iloilo. We spent three nights in the island of Boracay and another two nights in Iloilo City. It was a tiring but memorable trip for all of us. For one, we spent Christmas away from home for the very first time. Second, my nephew and his dad came home from the US. Too bad my sister could not join us :(
The beach trip was planned mainly because we wanted J to experience the paradise that is Boracay. Yes, albeit the not too sunny weather, we still went. There was no pool heat pump at the hotel we stayed in but that did not stop J and K to enjoy the pool and the beach, too.
I still have so much to share but I will have to organize my thoughts first (and I am still trying hard to get back on our routine, LOL!). For now, I need to face our luggage then prepare for our last Christmas party for the year later at the Luis’. TTYL!
By the time this is posted, we’d be in an island and I am not sure if I will still be able to blog. So yes, this is a scheduled post because I do not want to miss greeting you all!
From my family to yours.
I am also praying that by this time, the situation in Mindanao is so much better after CDO and Iligan were hit by typhoon Sendong. God bless the Philippines!
Blogging about being with my online-turned-life friends reminded me that I have become even more generous and more positive about life. And I love that they are able to rub that on me too. See, I chat with these ladies everyday, albeit online. I talk to them more often than I talk to my long time friends from church and college, even to my mom and sister. And I appreciate that we are able to share just about anything – tips, worries, joys, even shopping finds (just the other day I asked one of them which site I can shop for cohiba cigars online). You can never also question the generosity when it comes to gift-giving and fundraising, even for just prayer requests. It is overwhelming, I tell you. Yet it is something, the relationship built, that I would take over and over again because it is rare that you find something like this anywhere.
I love you ladies! You know who you are ;)
I had the honor to be a godmother to one of my online-turned-real-life friends’ daughter. My mom asked if it’s okay to accept it since I am pregnant (yes, I am, more on that later!), you know something about about old wives tales, but I simply cannot say no to someone who has become close to me and my family. So yes I accepted to be Ashley’s ninang. She is the new addition to Mai and Paul’s family. They’re one of the families we went on a beach trip with back in March.
The ceremony took place in Sta. Rita de Cascia Parish in Philam QC followed by a lunch reception at Max’s Roces. It was yet another day well-spent with friends! :)
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