September Slumber {Part I}

Pabebe wave from our little family to yours!

Oh yes, we are big fans of AlDub. Maine and Alden are one of the reasons why we are mostly at home on weekends. Franco is still in denial and claims that he is watching only because the lolas are hilarious. I have a picture to prove that he is kinikilig. If we are FB friends, head over to our wall to see the picture.  I posted it  because he posted my kilig picture without permission.

Anyhoo, September, just like most of the months of 2015, was quite uneventful. I could not find a nice photo of myself from our camera phone. Either I was sitting in our living room floor or laying in the bed. Uncombed in my Divisoria daster, take note. The gift of an ordinary day to the highest level.

Akisms

Do your kids love posing for the camera? Don’t you just love how they never run out of genuine smiles? Lucky you! I love my son to bits but I can’t help but wish that he is more photogenic. His candid smile makes my heart leap but his 1-2-3 smiiiiiile makes it clear that modelling is not for him. Haha. And don’t even dare ask him for retakes. Am not surprised. Franco is just like that, maybe even worse. During our last photoshoot, my 33-year old first born almost had a tantrum!

Question of the Day

Aki: What is love? Solid, liquid or gas?  I think it’s gas but I can see love.

Akisms

I was so sleepy when I was writing this post the other night. It is only now, almost 2 days after, that I realized that instead of saving the draft, I posted it! Hahahaha.

 

Anyhoo, I am pleased to share that yesterday, Aki was one of the winners of the  Best Halloween Costume Award in Franco’s office. Actually, we just placed second out of probably 150 kids and because I am biased, I don’t agree with the decision of the judges 😛  He was in character and was so talkative all the time.  All. The. Time.

 

Here are some examples of his kadaldaldaldalan

 

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After we waited for her for more than an hour, our beloved pedia arrived. As she walking towards us

Aki to doc: Tagaaaal (mo) naman!

 

He said it in a sweet way but still, I wanted to bury my head.

 

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Aki: How old are you, Mummy?
Me: Thirty-one. I will be 32 in November.
Aki ( whispering): You know… when you are 32…. you are going to be a ninja like me.
Me: Oh really? You are a ninja.
Aki: Yes. I went to China and studied in the ninja school.
Me: Ok. I will go to that school too after my birthday
Aki: No adults allowed there. You go to the ninja office.

 

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Aki: Sabi ni Darvin, pede pancit canton baon ko.
Me: Hinde. Ampalaya gusto mo?
Aki (suddenly had panic attacks): No! Noooooooooooooo! Nooo!

 

 

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Aki: Itchy back!
I then did my motherly duty of scratching his back.

Aki: Higher.. higher… left please.
Me: I can’t reach that part.
Aki (lecture mode on): In our family, we don’t say “I can not”. REMEMBER?!!!

Life is Good…2014 Q3 Recap Part III

Part I

Part II

Am most thankful for the time I get to spend with my boys.

Our staycation in Edsa Shangrila.

Ever since Franco decided to get into boxing, he has more time for us and has been more hands on when it comes to helping Aki review.

Happy happy fifth birthday to my little love!

Happy happy fifth birthday, Aki! My little love, my gentleboy, my wildfire.

Had I known that at 5 years old, you’d be too heavy for me to carry, I would have held you a little longer, a little tighter, the last time I had to rock you to sleep.

Akisms

Aki (super proud of himself) : Look, Mom! My wrist is longer now. See?! See?!

 

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Pregnant aunt just arrived

 

Aki (who has been watching Voltes V): It’s Tita Buuuuuntis Five-Ah!

 

New Family Hobbies

Happy Ninoy Aquino Day! The boys went to Franco’s neighborhood barber and left me all alone here. I wanted to come but they said they want an all-boys bonding activity. Fine! I have been telling myself for the past 2 weeks that I need to catch up on blogging anyway.

These are what we have been up to. I am glad that Franco decided to cut back on his extra curriculars and spend more time with Aki and me.

This is Mr Masa, owner of Tita Em’s, our favorite Japanese turo-turo in MCS. Blogged about it here. Silly Aki was trying to copy our suki’s Japanese eyes. Don’t you just love having a suki? Ate Tina and the rest of the staff in Booksale MCS,  Monique of  Good Eats in our Sunday parish tiangge, Kuya Manny and Kuya Willy of the Bicutan-Ortigas shuttles, Dom of Studio 2916, Kitkat of Kalea’s Conections.  Their special attention makes me feel important. During our last meal at Tita Em’s, Mr Masa translated the Voltes V songs for us. hihi

 

Franco, Aki and I probably gained a total of 25 pounds in the last couple of months, special thanks to our new hobby of supporting small entrepreneurs from our beloved community.

Here is a yummy Belgian waffle served ala mode from Milky Moustache

And these really moist and not-to-sweet red velvet crinkle sandwiches from one of the homebakers in our village. Yum-oh!

But what we really like to eat nowadays is PANCIT CANTON!! Franco re-introduced us to canton. In college, I must have eating at least 150 packs in my dorm room. When I started working, I stopped eating them. I discovered the convenience of home-cooked Washington carinderia food (no washing required!). Back to our canton obsession. We love eating canton while engrossed in our other hobby, watching 80’s movies and shows. God bless whoever invented Youtube and streaming

Here  we were eating canton while watching Ghostbuster II.

 

Aki’s Library and Study Area {Part I}

Almost weekend! Yey!

With more than 200 likes, this is my most liked photo in Facebook for the year.

First Day High

Today, Aki went to school without Ate Doring or me, accompanying him. First time ever. The service van arrived 20 minutes earlier than schedule. Aki just stepped out of the bathroom. Ate and I dressed him in a hurry. He was holding one shoe, trying to figure out if it should go to left or to the right foot. I grabbed the shoe and put it on his foot. Aki got upset and said,” Mummy! You are not a good mommy. I want to wear the shoes by myself. I can do it.” That was the first time he told me that I am not good. I was stunned. I realized that I was not being a good parent by doing something for my son that he can do on his own. I apologized, removed his shoes and gave them to him. I went to the door and told the driver’s assistant that we will be out in a minute. When I turned around, Aki was already wearing his shoes. I gave him his bag, kissed him on the cheek, said I love you and whisked him away.

Hay hay. Where did that helpless demanding baby go?

We have been preparing him for the big school since summer started. We have been telling him that he’d be going to the same school that his dad, uncles and most of his godfathers attended.

Our daily drills included writing his name and A to Z’s. We also have a lot of on-the-spot Q&A’s. What do you say if you have a classmate who looks different from everyone? What if you have a classmate who does not have friends? What if your classmates won’t let you join their game? What if your classmate can’t carry his things? What if you have a classmate who likes to play with dolls? What if someone tries to bully you? What do you when someone tries to punch you? I posted a snippet of our Q&A in my Instagram in case you want to see. I hope he remembers everything we taught him — friendliness, tolerance, handling rejection, and self-defence.

Days before school started, we went to his barber.

Ate bought “aircool’ sandos and socks in the market.

I covered his books, wrote our last name on each side and taped the sharp corners. The only fun part  was when I slid my scissors thru the plastic cover but the rest of the process is just boring. I hate it when I realize too late that I did not allot enough allowance.

Aki tried on his uniform.