Morning.
Little Dynamo and I were cuddling and I told him, “Promise me you will be my baby forever“. “Promise“.
Afternoon.
Little Dynamo made poopoo in his brief while playing. Note: he had been completely toilet-trained at 28 months. While cleaning him up,
Me: Why did you make poopoo in your brief? Are you still a baby?
Little Dynamo: But mommy, I will be your baby forever.
Toink!
As soon as Little Dynamo arrived at the house this afternoon, he was excitedly asked by his nanny:
“Are you going to vote for Gibo?”
Little Dynamo nonchalantly answered:
“No. I only shake hands with him.”
He actually did. He was clueless as to who this man was in his Lolo’s office. Gibo below pointing to Little Dynamo saying:
“Naka-green ka” (You’re in green). Little Dynamo was wearing a green shirt.
And they shook hands right after.
Presidential candidate Gilbert Teodoro was in Cabanatuan City this afternoon for his campus forums. He had a courtesy call in the University President’s Office where his presidential forum was held. The whole family, including Little Dynamo, had the chance to have a photo opportunity with the presidential candidate. Thus, the anecdote above.
Gibo had been doing the rounds of campuses nationwide and this brings him nearer to the young, and first-time voters.
What’s amusing about the most dominant question everytime Gibo faces the students is the seeming impatience of the students to punish the current president and the desire for Gibo to say that he will. Good thing, he has perfected diplomacy on this topic.
Oh well, there is a need to listen to the voices of the youth…
but there is also a need to curb youthful arrogance.
On the lighter side, Little Dynamo noticed that his Lolo had already spoken on stage. Then Gibo did. And so, he exclaimed:
“Mommy, I want to have a microphone.”
“Mommy, I want to perform on stage.”
His Lolo just arrived here in the house, Little Dynamo welcomed him with:
“Lolo, why didn’t you give me a microphone?”
Little Dynamo bugging one of Lola’s angels who is in charge of watering the plants every afternoon.
Me and Baby Dynamo taking some fresh afternoon air in the garden.
Ahhhh… when do we go back to live permanently here in the Philippines?
Majority of us Filipinos are proud of our English Proficiency, written and verbal.
I got this from an agent offering real estate properties. This is one of the “better” ones already.
Greetings!
More power and see you soon!
We don’t have yet an actual pictures of the model units that you saw last few days when you arrive there at the site. The pictorial of the said Model Units of ——— was done last 4 days ago. I will going to request it tomorrow about your concern then I will send it to you promptly once I got it from the management of our Company.
Thank you for the interest for our project.
We have an account in Chinabank in Manila. I deposited some money in Chinabank here in the province. I was asked to pay a service fee of P50 for interbank deposit. I asked why? That’s the policy. I said no, I won’t pay. I’m depositing a good amount of money in the same bank. Said they would refer me to the manager. They didn’t charge me with P50.
But why the interbank deposit fee? It’s a deposit, not a withdrawal. It’s money for the bank as a whole. Each branch has its own target, I know. But depositors should not be charged for the service one branch does for their other branch.
Little Dynamo has many cousins to play with. But the cousins are here only on weekends. His constant playmate, another cousin, comes to the house for 2-3 hours every night.
Who does he play with the rest of the day?
Kuya Ryan. His day time playmate.
I got our own driver for the duration of our stay here. When he is not driving, he entertains Little Dynamo in any way possible. My son brings his toy cars in the garden for them to play with. My son would insist on also having his lunch in the bahay kubo where Kuya Ryan eats. Sometimes, I would just see them talking in the swing. Little Dynamo would panic when he starts the car without him. I have to answer many questions why he has to go home every afternoon.
The household angels (mother in law’s helpers and Little Dynamo’s nanny) are available 24/7 for Little Dynamo to bother. One time I heard him questioning one of the ates, “Why don’t you want to play with me? Why? Play with me. Now!” And I heard laughter after. Oftentimes, I hear shrieks and I would see Little Dynamo playing with one or all of them, whoever and whenever he fancies.
Then, night time comes…
Kuya Randy. His night time playmate.
Aside from the arrival of his cousin every night, he anticipates the arrival of the security guard on night time duty in the house. In his security guard uniform, Kuya Randy would be prodded by the boys to play with them and run around the garden. Long after Little Dynamo’s cousin has gone home, my son still freely roams the garden. A little more convincing needs to be done before he goes inside the house for the bedtine routine. When he feels like it, he would ask the guard to carry him so that Mommy could not easily bring him inside the house. tsk. tsk.
My son would surely miss his kind of life here in the Philipines when it will be time to pack up our things for Seoul in March (sigh). But we are a family who should stay and live together wherever destiny brings us to. In the meantime, he still has more than a month to enjoy here…
Whar’s so fashionable about flip-flops? Why do they cost a lot?
I honestly can’t see the reason for the exorbitant prices attached to flip-flops. They are comfortable, yes. But fashionable? Heck, no! But some people (a lot!) think they are so much so that they are willing to shell out hundreds, even a thousand bucks, for flip-flops. Oh well, to each his own…
Yet… I actually tried to buy a “tsinelas” - that’s what they are. LOL. - to have a feel of what the majority feels when they go around town - malls, restos, cinemas - wearing one. I ended up confident that tsinelas - flip-flops or whatever you call them - aren’t for me.
I love reading. I love browsing the net.
Ever since I got pregnant with Little Dynamo, I had been scouring the internet with pregnancy articles, parenting and baby things. The information is just so vast I could hardly read, much more absorb, all of them. I chose a number of sites where I feel I could get the most valuable information from. Now that I have Baby Dynamo with me, I would be needing more help. I am so grateful I checked this Baby and Child website. They would definitely provide huge help. The articles posted are worth the read. Sometimes, I feel like I am pushing myself too much to be a good mom. Here’s a good way to be a better mom.
I am happy to see articles relating to siblings and having a new baby in the family while making the older one feel secure. Maintaining the confidence of the older child while making him love the younger one is definitely a great challenge for moms. There are articles in the website addressed just for Moms. The site is good and I am bookmarking it for my personal reference.
I am a mother.
And I love every minute of it.
I can only get tired but I am never bored. The faces of my handsome princes energize me.
Baby Dynamo is 1 month and 16 days old today… How he has grown from a mere 2.8kg newborn babe.
His hand in mine. It feels good. It feels perfect. And scary…
I am responsible for this little one… He grows bigger each day from my milk… He is protected by my arms and hands… He listens to my voice,, and soon, he will look into my face.
Motherhood. My vocation.
I passed by Makati on my way to DFA for the required personal appearance for Baby Dynamo’s passport last week. I instantly got my camera when I saw this at the intersection of Ayala Avenue and Makati Avenue:
My driver was quick to remark “Ang hirap po ng ganyang trabaho” (That is a hard job).
Well, any job is a job these days.
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