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Little Dynamo is very articulate.

Coming from his mom, others would smile and find it hard to believe and think that it’s just a result of my being HIS MOM:-) and dismiss my statement. LOL.

He speaks his thoughts and emotions clearly. To my and my husband’s constant surprise, he uses words and phrases like “I think“, “I thought“, “maybe“, “this is better“, “sooner or later” in the right context. Without his being aware of it, his grammar comes naturally. Though I notice some slips these days (can you educate your yaya’s - and other adult’s - grammar?), I’m sure it can be corrected as long as I constantly and discreetly guide him into it.

Undeniably, each child develops on his own pace. But do we just allow nature to set the pace?

My current vacation has allowed me to observe more closely, and realize, how my Little Dynamo was able to articulate himself earlier and clearer than most kids his age do. By “articulate himself” I mean not just the way the words come out of his mouth but more importantly he has acquired the facility to get across the images and the emotions that he wants to convey. And that includes his reasoning power which at one point made his Dad declare “I will lose in the negotiating table“. Coming from his Dad, that IS something.

As early as when he was just days old, I was constantly talking to him. For this, among other things, I am very grateful to have the choice to become a stay at home mom. His cognitive skills were sharpened when we started to read books together when he was barely three months old. This gave us the chance to exchange sounds more often and more intimately.

I noticed some mommies saying that their child is lazy and stubborn because they only speak the words they want to follow. I silently disagree. Silently because I wouldn’t want to appear and sound a know-it-all. In my mind, my resolve to be more communicative to my son and my soon-to-be born son is even more strengthened. Learning how to talk does not start when the child reaches one year old or two years old. Learning to talk starts from infancy.

Though I talk a lot to my son, I think my communication relationship with him is more of “responding” than merely talking. From the time he learned how to blabber, my responses were immediate. Now that he is on the stage of non-stop asking of why, I feel that my “responses” are even more crucial to his development. Though the truth or the intelligence of my responses is important, I feel that what my son relies more on is how I deliver my responses.  I have learned to stretch my patience the longest mile that I could for I believe in encouraging his questioning mind and never to kill his curiosity. Our days seem to be spent with the non-stop “whys” that he is now being called “Mr. Why”.

nurture shockI know I am on the right track and my confidence was even boosted after reading the “Why Hannah Talks and Alyssa Doesn’t” chapter in Po Bronson and Ashley Merryman’s book, Nurture Shock. A baby’s babbling and a parent’s timely response is integral to a child’s language development. To an infant “vocal turn-taking” is very encouraging for it pushes “the babies to make more sophisticated sounds“.

The chapter also introduces the term “parentese” - the singsongy cadence parents usually use when talking to infants - as a significant style in teaching a child to utter sounds. Culturally, this isn’t difficult to me. After all, I am an Ilongga:-). But then again “parentese” is not cultural, it is universal. In fact, one is driven by his parent’s instinct to talk to a baby in this way.

But, what drove me to write this post is my observation on how most adults interact with toddlers and I can’t help but notice how this affects a toddler’s attention and focus and cognition. I have been irked by some adult and toddler exchanges, most especially those that I have witnessed my son had to go through. Prior to reading this chapter, I have already made my conclusion as to why most often, toddler and adults do not connect. And mind you, it is almost always the adults fault.

Take this scenario:

Toddler: (intently looking at the cars in front)

Adult: That’s a carabao. Look!

Toddler: (still intently looking at the cars in front)

 

That one above is very simple. Bu it speaks volumes of how an adult can give confusion to a toddler’s developing mind. And all because the adult is very eager to teach a toddler something new without paying attention to the toddler’s own concentration. You just don’t create confusion in labels, you also intrude into the child’s developing curiosity.

Another scenario:

Toddler: Look. River. That’s where crocodiles live.

Adult: (looking at another direction, without bothering to look at the river) Look, it’s Ajinomoto. (Duh? What does a child, who never saw or heard of, know about ajinomoto).

Toddler: What? Where?

Adult: (grasping for some explanation … and the car has already zoomed by the large Ajinomoto billboard)

 

Was the adult able to respond to the toddler’s curiosity? Did the adult teach the toddler something new? There was no learning there. In fact, there was no interaction there.

Toddler: (playfully putting his legs on my lap)

Adult: Don’t kick your baby brother.

Toddler: Why?

Adult: Because your baby brother will get hurt on mommy’s tummy.

Toddler: Why?

Adult: Because you’re kicking your Mommy’s tummy.

Toddler: (kicked my tummy)

 

There was even no intention on the part of the toddler to kick my tummy but the adult put the idea on his head because the adult was focused on his thoughts that the toddler was going to kick my tummy.

I had no way to justify my irritation over some of these exchanges but I know that this kind of interaction is no help to a toddler’s language development. One can see the kind of interaction or communication a toddler has been exposed to basing on the toddler’s ability to interact.  I am grateful to have found my justification over this irritation in “Nurture Shock“. I fully agree on the chapter “Why Hannah Talks and Alyssa Doesn’t“.  Let me quote an important section from this chapter:

“Babies learn better form object-labeling when the parent waits for the baby’s eyes to naturally be gazing at the object. The technique is especailly powerful when the infant both gazes and vocalizes, or gazes and points. Ideally, the parent isn’t intruding, or directing the child’s attention - instead he’s following the child’s lead. When the parent times the label correctly, the child’s brain associates the sound with the object.

Parents screw this up in two ways. First, they intrude rather than let the child show some curiosity and interest first. Second, they ignore what the child is looking at and instead take their cues from what they think the child was trying to say.”

The book, Nurture Shock, has a lot to say about other parenting concerns but this chapter on learning how to talk inspired me to write this post as this is a current concern I am witnessing. Toddlers are so adorable but I have little patience listening to parents, or adults, saying that their toddlers only learn what they want to learn when I see for myself little effort exerted from the part of the adult to make learning (or skills acquisition) more exciting to the child.


I mentioned in my previous post that I have constantly been to malls here in the Philippines… charge it to lack of safe and clean parks and playgrounds.

But hey, wherever I go I only get to enter SM and Robinson malls. Is there anything else? Okay, here are the non-SM and non-Robinson malls I’d been to since I arrived here in the Philippines: there’s Marquee in Pampanga, Serendra in The Fort, Greenbelt and Glorietta in Makati and… and… and… I give up.

SM and Robinson malls dominate!

In Iloilo, the only mall I went to was SM City Iloilo. In Manila, I am only familiar and comfortable in Robinson’s Galleria but I also made the rounds of SM Megamall and once in Mall of Asia. In Cabanatuan, there’s a small Robinson’s mall. Clark, Pampanga still brought us to SM. And yesterday, we drove to San Fernando, Pampanga and you got right! There was nowhere else to go but SM and Robinsons.



I am not an expert on make-up but I do love putting on make-up. I’m just not adventurous as I am too scared to try products other than those my skin had been used to. And by these products, I only mean two to three brands. I go exclusively for Clinique for my foundation, Clinique and Bobby Brown for blush-on, lip and eye color, Clinique and Revlon for eye and eyebrow pencils.

In Seoul, I tried the easily available and inexpensive brand The Face Shop. Its stores are all over Seoul. The creams were a disaster on my face and so I never purchased one ever again. The lipstick I bought didn’t dry my lips nor did any damage but I didn’t become a fan… it easily comes off. Because of this Face Shop experience - and my inherent tendency to stick to brands I have always been used to (read: I’m scared to try other brands) - I never got the courage to try other Korean brands anymore. But necessity called for me to buy two other The Face Shop products before I left for my vacation here in the Philippines. Its Extreme Volume Mascara and Crayon Eyeliner. By necessity I mean, Clinique and Bobby Brown products are too expensive in Seoul Department stores.

Though I still had a Clinique mascara, I just wanted a mascara that I could specifically use for my lower eyelashes. The old one I used (a Clinique) has served me well already and it was time to discard it. And so, I bought The Face Shop’s Extreme Volume Mascara. For a few days, I was satisfied. And then the blots came. Sometimes, I can’t see clearly through my contact lens because my eyelashes are filled with mascara blots. 

I lost the cover of my only (Clinique) eyeliner so I left it in Seoul. I purchased one from The Face Shop. Either, the eyeliner’s too thick or I have smudges around my eyes. Oh, I am ranting!

I am just too glad I am here in the Philippines now. I could go around the mall without my usual hesitation to go to the cosmetics area for fear of self-withdrawing because of the steep prices (as compared with Seoul prices). I am even gladder to have purchased stuffs I truly like.

It’s not as if I have nothing else to blog about, but really, why am I blogging/ranting about cosmetics? When you’re pregnant and bulging, you can’t even think about buying clothes and shoes. What else is left?



Hubby, who was then a boyfriend, once floated the idea of having a hair salon for kids.  Several months after, the Hair Kid’s Salon in Robinson’s Galleria opened. As expected, the place was always full of parents with their tots. After all, a child’s first haircut should be memorable.

I only had the opportunity to go inside Hair Kid’s Salon early this week with my toddler who was excited to have his monthly haircut. Aside from the car-designed seats which my son loves so much, the place has several toys that would entertain the waiting kids. It has entertaining walls and ceiling for the child’s curious eyes. What I love about the place though are the small TV screens just beside the mirror. The child can choose his favorite show and the CD will be played right on.

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Although I knew it was going to be an expensive hair cut, I didn’t expect that it was that expensive:-). P270.00 for an ordinary hair cut?



Just like the old times…

sany0895Bonding moments were often done over a cup of coffee in any Starbucks branch… hilarious friends would narrate stories repeated oftentimes (and we didn’t mind - we still roared with laughter).

I didn’t mind staying up late and being away from my Little Dynamo until 1:30am last Monday (11-16). I missed my friends… hilarious and outrageous and loud friends! That being said, I missed Smart! Not the work… but the bonuses. LOL. Imagine enjoying bonuses of up to 20, 21 and 22 months when other companies were hardly able to give out 13th month bonuses to their employees… those days!!!

My life may have brought me to a different kind of life in a different country and very soon… I am going to have my Baby Dynamo out… but some things remain the same. Our night in Metrowalk last Monday proved just that. Friends and I had sinigang and various seafoods during dinner in Marina. Unmindful of other diners, the stories started rolling in and we began our night full of laughter. As our wont, our next stop was Starbucks. One friend brought out her Starbucks card for stamping. Oh, those Starbucks planners! One of those things that don’t change.

There is a Starbucks branch conveniently located at the back of Smart Tower in Ayala. We frequented that branch along Valero corner Rufino Street. Upon seeing her taking the opportunity to have her card stamped courtesy of our purchases, I began to think out loud “i’m glad some things just don’t change”.



We had dinner in Don Henrico’s when we went to Mall of Asia last week. Come to think of it, the first time I dined in Don Henrico’s was in Jupiter Street in Makati City. Is it still there?

Anyway, my attention was caught by this dessert place in front of Don Henrico’s in Mall of Asia. 

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… and he had his first day in school today.

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My Little Dynamo had his first taste of a real school setting today in the pre-school of the university where his Lolo (grandfather) is the university president.

He is the youngest and the smallest… as expected. He isn’t even a regular student… he is just there to have a feel of a school environment. He can go to school when he wants to… if he wants to. He can even play in the President’s office anytime he wants to… can Lolo say no?

He may have been the youngest and the smallest but he went to school in complete uniform…  new black shoes, white socks, a school uniform set of khaki shorts and white polo. He was up to it. He has visited the school grounds several times… the visits prepped him up to go to school with anticipation.

He was introduced by his teacher as their new classmate and the kids welcomed him as one of them… they initially gauged one another but they immediately warmed up to each other despite the language barrier.                

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At least for the kids, it was only the language barrier that seemed to have provided a wall during their introduction. For the adults, he is not just the “ang Engliserong bata“, word was already out that he is the “apo ng Presidente”.

Anyway, Little Dynamo is set to enjoy his school life here in the Philippines. Mommy will make sure of that, with perks or none.


As a mother, one of the things I appreciate living in Seoul is the presence of playgrounds and parks everywhere. Open spaces are good for children to run around in… to make their legs stronger… to explore… to appreciate.

Clean and safe parks and playgrounds are facilities that we don’t have the luxury here in the Philippines. This is exactly the reason why malls are suffocatingly full  especially during the weekends… don’t even start to try imagining how is it during sale season. But malling is one activity that has become a part of a Filipino family’s life.

The management of SM Prime Holdings surely knows how malling has become a part of family tradition for almost every Filipino family. And so, the SM Mall of Asia (MOA) was constructed. It used to boast of being the largest mall in Asia but it only comes second now to the Golden Resources Mall located in Beijing, China.

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Shopping need not even be on the list when a family goes to the mall. Window-shopping, yes. Since I arrived here in the Philippines, I haven’t been to a decent park or playground but I have been to malls all over. Malling is not my idea of fun but when you’re in Rome, do what the Romans do…

Anyway, last Saturday (November 14) was my second time to be in MOA - the first time was in 2006 - and I came to think “Is there family bonding in malling?”

Consider this: Families usually go to the mall with children and yayas (nannies) in tow. Parents do not go around the mall with squirming and impatient children unless they mean to buy something for the kids which require their presence. What happens? Parents - or adults - go around on their own while children with their respective yayas are left in playrooms where you have to pay exorbitant fees! Excuse me, I’m used to free playrooms and parks and playgrounds:-). Where is the bonding?

Maybe, I’ve just been so used to being a hands-on mom and hubby and I bring our son almost everywhere except during Saturdays when we have a nanny to look after our son in Seoul. While I enjoy the freedom to leisurely go around the mall without having to run after my son, I would always miss him. Of course, he doesn’t miss me! Little boys do not miss their moms when they are surrounded by toys and playmates.

I am happy for my son for he gets to spend time with cousins and other children in the playroom. These children never seem to get exhausted! But again… family bonding in malling? Nah! Children get to bond more with their yayas, yes. Adults get to go their separate ways without having to worry about the little ones, yes. But family bonding? NONE.



Perhaps, one of the things that define a Filipino family’s breakfast table is the perennial presence of pan de sal.

I think the most successful brand of pan de sal here in the Philippines is Pan de Manila.

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I love the aroma! I love the softness! I love the taste!

There are so many branches of Pan de Manila these days. It’s everywhere. Good thing, it remains to be a favorite pampatawid gutom. Whenever we go on a long drive, which we usually do even at my current state (I’m on my 36th week and ready to pop out anytime), we never failed to grab a paper bag full of warm pan de sal.

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My Little Dynamo loves it when it’s warm. I always buy the big ones at P5.00 each (Pan de Manila has 2 sizes - small and big) and he would finish at least two of those. It’s so filling but you won’t notice how full you are - I don’t! - until after several buns.



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the unfinished christmas tree

Christmas is one looonnnggg season in the Philippines. For others, as soon as the -ber month enters, christmas carols are played and christmas decorations start to adorn houses.

Little Dynamo’s Lola (grandmother) asked for the Christmas tree and christmas decors to be cleaned so she can have bonding time with her apos (grandchildren). Bonding means the Lola installing the Christmas tree and the apos pulling out the tree branches. Bonding means the Lola adorning the Christmas tree and the apos plucking out and playing with the Christmas balls. Imagine the mess!!!

Dared I join them? No way:-).


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