tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10598280497152746832024-03-05T12:27:30.849-08:00Our Little Corner of the WorldAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-37479673341375960322012-05-03T03:35:00.001-07:002012-05-03T03:35:05.544-07:00a point to sharei love to read and i have a small pocket-sized notebook where i jot down every little quip, every little quote that i want to remember. <br />
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my most recent read was a suspense thriller named Roadside Crosses by Jeffrey Deaver. Surprisingly, i found a lengthy quip that i want to remember in my quest to be a great parent.<br />
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you know, Katie, a parent never knows if they get it right. i'm sure you've wrestled with that. you always hope, you always pray, that you give your children the resources they need, the attitude, the courage. that's what it's all about, after all. not fighting their battles, but getting them prepared to fight on their own. teaching them to make judgments, to think for themselves. and when i saw you questioning what i might've done, looking at what happened, i knew that i got it one hundred percent right. i raised you not to be blind. you know, prejudice blinds people,hate blinds people. but loyalty and love blind people too. you looked past everything, for the truth. of course you got it wrong, but i can't fault you for that - <em>Edie Dance </em><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/5568007.Roadside_Crosses" title="Roadside Crosses by Jeffery Deaver"></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-76306714406820935692012-04-25T05:13:00.000-07:002012-04-25T05:18:09.599-07:0012 Reasons to Homeschool your Children<h2 class="post-title">
something i came across on blogspot. <img src="http://x.myspacecdn.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/happy.gif" /><br /><br /><br />1. Life is not about filling in the blanks, its about learning to think. <br />2. Home is where you can provide your children with a Christian World View. It is actually illegal for them to recieve that in the public system, this includes public schools online. <br />3. God's Word can have a place of honor in your home. It can be read freely, without threat of harm. <br />4. No one knows your children better than you. Is there a better person in the world to teach them besides you? I should say not! <br />5. Your children can be confident in their role in your family unit. Activities can be done as a family most of the time. <br />6. God has blessed you with these wonderful children. They are a gift from him. It is difficult to mold them to His will, if they are gone 8 hours of the day. <br />7. You will never have to worry about where your child is, what he/she is doing or what he/she is being exposed to. <br />8. Your children do not need to sit at a desk for 6 hours every day to become an educated person. <br />9. It is not important that your child learn to be in the same environment with 20 other people their same age. This does not happen in the real world. It is said that if your child can get along with their siblings, they can get along with anyone. <br />10. Each child learns differently and at a different speed. Your child needs to be taught at his/her own pace, not the pace of everyone around them. Grade levels are really not necessary. <br />11. You will never have to worry that your child is the victim of violence. Your home is safe. <br />12. And lastly but certainly not least, educating your child at home will give your child a greater chance of an eternal reward in heaven. <br /><br />Hear, O Israel: the Lord our God is one Lord. And thou shalt love the Lord thy God will all thine heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy might. And these words, which I command thee this day, shall be in thine heart: and thou shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up. Duetronomy 6:4-7 <br /><br />Blessings as you begin your homeschool year. Suzie <br /><br />thank you Suzie of <a href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmhvbWVzY2hvb2xibGVzc2luZ3Mtc3V6aWVAYmxvZ3Nwb3QuY29t" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">www.homeschoolblessings-suzie@blogspot.com</a>, for this nice blessing <img src="http://x.myspacecdn.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/adored.gif" /> God bless!</h2>
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this year i target to read a total of 50 books. sounds a little ambitious but when i was single i have no trouble finishing four books a week. <br />
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on one of my errands, i manage to squeeze a few precious moments at the book store and taking advantage of this, i brought home this armful of books, ranging from chick lit to contemporary fiction. <br />
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i finished the first book The Hunger Games series in two days and tonight i'm starting on Catching Fire (the 2nd book). i have another two on my currently-reading list with less than 100 pages to go. Hopefully, i can meet my target this year. <br />
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i am happy, happy, happy that i had an extended lunch hour to savor at eat-all-you-can buffet. I won't say how many times i returned to the buffet table. suffice to say that it's been a long while, since i have been so full. <br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-65358379127422842052012-04-25T01:37:00.000-07:002012-04-25T01:37:26.343-07:00New skill learned todayat 24 months, our angel has more than 20 words in his vocabulary. The hubby has been teaching Skid a couple of things during their father-son bonding moments.<br />
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One skill he recently mastered is the approve-okay thing. Initially, Skid cannot do the two-thumbs up. But last week a few days shy of his 25th month, he mastered the skill and we parents are proud to show this milestone<br />
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Starting the new job with no illusions of prestige or grandeur, just eagerness to serve and a great deal of positivity. <br />
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My wardrobe, however, needs a major overhaul! HAHAHAAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-9020992504639712802010-08-31T11:03:00.000-07:002010-08-31T11:03:41.888-07:00Good Reads: Invisible Prey<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22411.Invisible_Prey" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px"><img alt="Invisible Prey (Lucas Davenport, #17)" border="0" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1266452952m/22411.jpg" /></a><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22411.Invisible_Prey">Invisible Prey</a> by <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4610.John_Sandford">John Sandford</a><br/><br />
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I'm beginning to love the Prey series. Sandford never runs out of fresh ideas. He gives his readers a chance to look into a killer's mind. <br />
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<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/397231-alyn">View all my reviews</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-61698477666283158742010-08-17T09:32:00.000-07:002010-08-18T00:48:36.445-07:00good findsWe all love to discover something new: a hidden shop or cafe; a too-good-to-pass treasure; a rustic eating place great for a romantic dinner date.<br /><br />More than the search, we look forward to the adventure, the surprise, the twinkle in the eye. It's like a treasure map leading us to places still uncovered.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-25719985616757311802010-08-17T06:21:00.000-07:002010-08-18T00:51:15.789-07:00When Skid grows up...Skid has a shirt that goes like this....WHEN I GROW UP I WANT TO BE A FIRE TRUCK<br /><br />Bong and I find it so funny that most of the time, this 'blooper' shirt ends up as his outfit when going to bed. Hence, we call it his favorite shirt.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEE7g51GFmrL080a3aC6AvVsI2rzPGWDDPNdNCwow7RguxnwrTpj72Lq3YSaz41glvip9xhbk82egpnfteRflENImHI6NJhlULXeaiOy8-X6XLcX7ear-J3_rgvjEYZ1Q7UFpOGmTE0U/s1600/IMG_4920.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEE7g51GFmrL080a3aC6AvVsI2rzPGWDDPNdNCwow7RguxnwrTpj72Lq3YSaz41glvip9xhbk82egpnfteRflENImHI6NJhlULXeaiOy8-X6XLcX7ear-J3_rgvjEYZ1Q7UFpOGmTE0U/s320/IMG_4920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506371859736920738" border="0" /></a><br />So when we got the chance, we took a picture of him beside a 'real' fire truck<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5c2G-MxjapgUsnqDIwJXAVFqTDNGUOACDXPuXSqDw5JchQCS5yfwkLFQmk46dVENnth10PWiwBAjCu9XoHV9dqYsYzAVNkgH08-Y7CuNTc57hk4Dim1v_-C7pEKPuLoePyT_FiOVpuQ/s1600/IMG_4831.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA5c2G-MxjapgUsnqDIwJXAVFqTDNGUOACDXPuXSqDw5JchQCS5yfwkLFQmk46dVENnth10PWiwBAjCu9XoHV9dqYsYzAVNkgH08-Y7CuNTc57hk4Dim1v_-C7pEKPuLoePyT_FiOVpuQ/s320/IMG_4831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506374126441408546" border="0" /></a><br />and bought him a wooden fire truck with a fireman Fred and a fire dog Red. Can't wait for the time he is able to play with it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNUCOwS_k3XtKnNx425g8A_YL5tQGS1Z9jsxflcyA4XDbJYnIfuYvxF5L57ldvc1BAjLIbJfx-B5XksCFrsAONk5dKQk2Q3s4CEsh1cWHAy-okbyVLhLAkGEqhHdxqHyBVBrRWGPxPYn4/s1600/IMG_4939.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNUCOwS_k3XtKnNx425g8A_YL5tQGS1Z9jsxflcyA4XDbJYnIfuYvxF5L57ldvc1BAjLIbJfx-B5XksCFrsAONk5dKQk2Q3s4CEsh1cWHAy-okbyVLhLAkGEqhHdxqHyBVBrRWGPxPYn4/s320/IMG_4939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506375281939902594" border="0" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-45702970858697257212010-08-17T00:26:00.000-07:002010-08-17T09:32:36.467-07:00Amici ATC BranchAn impromptu date at ATC to try the new branch of Amici.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">We ordered Cannelloni agli Spinachi as our entree. Love the generous helpings of ricotta cheese. It goes well with the grilled spicy Italian sausages which has the tang of balsamic vinegar and steamed veggies on the side.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzf8lTLdckqI4mjciDWP0C1w4hBdxW-8giUen1RzF1gxhy-oUWByn6bivyjLY2WPVMzRYODq-RT8w4rI9aHUpRGlz-HABioEUQYAWuLMed0FS2u0SbOmEKNL_tpWm4TmHjAtSXVDDOk4M/s1600/IMG_4722.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzf8lTLdckqI4mjciDWP0C1w4hBdxW-8giUen1RzF1gxhy-oUWByn6bivyjLY2WPVMzRYODq-RT8w4rI9aHUpRGlz-HABioEUQYAWuLMed0FS2u0SbOmEKNL_tpWm4TmHjAtSXVDDOk4M/s320/IMG_4722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506324631765498834" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghkG51MVF_X_X70HzrKNttOZUaef4OYwVrbpGHJeG-eqUOU_VPSb9dolSLvaK1ukDcnW8U78Cf1V5ztOmfaRFspbOaCPfc5id27rLgQINN7svV7x3X-WybhrSBNduQZ_I-Bfm0_5P5wcU/s1600/IMG_4723.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghkG51MVF_X_X70HzrKNttOZUaef4OYwVrbpGHJeG-eqUOU_VPSb9dolSLvaK1ukDcnW8U78Cf1V5ztOmfaRFspbOaCPfc5id27rLgQINN7svV7x3X-WybhrSBNduQZ_I-Bfm0_5P5wcU/s320/IMG_4723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506324642623732290" border="0" /></a><br />For dessert, we ordered the chocolate mint and New York cheesecake flavored-gelato. The former is our current favorite but we can't wait to try the other flavors. They all look so yummy! Love their attractive display tubs.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Compared to traditional ice cream, gelato has less air and less the fat making it a healthier alternative to the sinful and creamy version. Party tubs are also available making it a great dessert to go.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjYQwyEKILvENii-Z2iyAsLVxguntlJndIT1i2PlxhLU0VluJ5CkJicFJt6WY1zy160PQCkYs2k31IGMDRvG7YnsbNUYcXKL8L64uqiaxoBOzYaQlrsmW-WRtJsr4X9QaijgQ_ppWE9Is/s1600/IMG_4717.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjYQwyEKILvENii-Z2iyAsLVxguntlJndIT1i2PlxhLU0VluJ5CkJicFJt6WY1zy160PQCkYs2k31IGMDRvG7YnsbNUYcXKL8L64uqiaxoBOzYaQlrsmW-WRtJsr4X9QaijgQ_ppWE9Is/s320/IMG_4717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506353766872430786" border="0" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-46042563239749737232010-08-16T23:42:00.000-07:002010-08-18T00:52:50.267-07:00Taking a bite at four monthsSkid's first tooth erupted and he acquired the habit of gnawing on things. He enjoys the teeter when it's ice cold<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVIxooV3Cz5FNC1XhZ2zOHrKewhyUdkSUDPUNNs5QHILQ-_ThyL-RpvsIPkL6JO7Nhk9eTgwJPCF35i8cUJ2H_dJVEPuIdUaVSw_zMgWl4FYxMyPsqkdijWMU_DtAB4iq8IfcRIzhnpss/s1600/IMG_4749.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVIxooV3Cz5FNC1XhZ2zOHrKewhyUdkSUDPUNNs5QHILQ-_ThyL-RpvsIPkL6JO7Nhk9eTgwJPCF35i8cUJ2H_dJVEPuIdUaVSw_zMgWl4FYxMyPsqkdijWMU_DtAB4iq8IfcRIzhnpss/s320/IMG_4749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506267903621309938" border="0" /></a><br />but he enjoys taking a bite of Mom's arm even more. We love this shot! Skid looks surprised, being caught on cam.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh93DHNRGIlX9-D-qPbgBnoMgi5b0-YTqdYNnD6-J-KdMF9A6atmBg7nYOb4r8K5PK-TnzUpvkM7HOLSMrHVUIWZpgof7vXuseIcKpJ1rhGAv_GU4rC_5iLdc8kEzi3pDk4l7Zgl-UTdJ0/s1600/IMG_4910.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh93DHNRGIlX9-D-qPbgBnoMgi5b0-YTqdYNnD6-J-KdMF9A6atmBg7nYOb4r8K5PK-TnzUpvkM7HOLSMrHVUIWZpgof7vXuseIcKpJ1rhGAv_GU4rC_5iLdc8kEzi3pDk4l7Zgl-UTdJ0/s320/IMG_4910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506272743149899058" border="0" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-76839358154728150462010-08-16T23:03:00.000-07:002010-08-16T23:23:29.742-07:00I would love to get hold of this<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.pcworld.com/reviews/graphics/products/uploaded/amazon_kindle.html_587589_g1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://images.pcworld.com/reviews/graphics/products/uploaded/amazon_kindle.html_587589_g1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />a third-generation Kindle device which is 21% smaller and 15% lighter than its predecessor. Love its graphite color.<br /><br />Reviews say that this version has 50% better contrast and you can even change the fonts and typeface. Internal memory is expanded from 2GB to 4GB, which Amazon says translates into 3500 books (up from 1500) WOWOWEE! With a one-month battery life, this gadget is definitely on the wishlist of a bookworm like me.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-61849664972918245432010-08-14T06:42:00.001-07:002010-08-17T09:11:02.577-07:00<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37300.Broken_Prey" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px;"><img alt="Broken Prey (Lucas Davenport, #16)" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1168900394m/37300.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37300.Broken_Prey">Broken Prey</a> by <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4610.John_Sandford">John Sandford</a><br /><br />My rating: <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/116715094">4 of 5 stars</a><br /><br /><br />started the Prey series in no particular order. Gets better with each book<br /><br /><a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/397231-alyn">View all my reviews >></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-74189175348667068342010-08-13T13:11:00.000-07:002010-08-17T09:13:08.380-07:00Disconnected<div style="text-align: justify;">Unable to post entries for more than a month. Internet connection was down. Skid had a change of nannies. Busy with work and home. Required to report at the office first day of September.<br /><br />Will catch up with my blogging. Out of touch for so long.<br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-47703654268685287502010-07-05T13:07:00.000-07:002010-08-18T00:54:32.516-07:00On my reading listI usually write three to four books at a time. Reading is another of our family's passions. The hubby loves self-help books and I try to read a bit of everything: cookbooks, novels, anything I can get hold of.<br /><br />At the moment, these are the books I tote around.<br /><br />1) My favorite June 2008 issue of <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Yummy magazine</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">.</span> It features easy-to-follow everyday recipes. I try to cook one dish from my stack each month.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY61atZi43FIJM6aZZ9tpHR3b-7G_7D83L4-2HATY7Ht_a_mq5DDyacd-zSZDVcNTHdKdSORLigRgdD9j-rPK5-zn5MH9r_QkoeyNlQWMHwz-Tk2g4f_WxKzGf_r38BResE_F0jUIkL8E/s1600/IMG_4336.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY61atZi43FIJM6aZZ9tpHR3b-7G_7D83L4-2HATY7Ht_a_mq5DDyacd-zSZDVcNTHdKdSORLigRgdD9j-rPK5-zn5MH9r_QkoeyNlQWMHwz-Tk2g4f_WxKzGf_r38BResE_F0jUIkL8E/s320/IMG_4336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490523173756944818" border="0" /></a><br /><br />2) <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Secret Prey by John Sandford. </span>First time to read a book by this author. The novel is about a wealthy banker ending up dead an investigators quest to find the killer. Basic recipe for a suspense novel.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQnU3tjC4ef4ACuBCPyICerACDxqUJljTdA5v2oO9hVXxMj4QQl1O7izQc0E1JqoZKOIjVt-RbQ18QJxvM28sz9QyB7xLT66GX5SexG5xBWg6YO_o174znb7_paUX2qfpqhQxLNpfDLu0/s1600/IMG_4338.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQnU3tjC4ef4ACuBCPyICerACDxqUJljTdA5v2oO9hVXxMj4QQl1O7izQc0E1JqoZKOIjVt-RbQ18QJxvM28sz9QyB7xLT66GX5SexG5xBWg6YO_o174znb7_paUX2qfpqhQxLNpfDLu0/s320/IMG_4338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490523201364370274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />3) Old issue of <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Star Studio Magazine</span>. Reading on Sharon Cuneta's 2,500 sqm sprawling house in Sta. Rosa, Laguna.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggizgyi3UcdIafSqUu8h5wAyaYvbwEuuoyUrTmO_0ZnjX3U77l7Z5ima2qz6pHETIlt0P_R4LYqQfk6uDX7G7acdlSGhK1QC_fEqMQq_w53ZzWxZPQYFXaeBWLUU54v9ZUH_FUeCwZa6A/s1600/IMG_4339.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggizgyi3UcdIafSqUu8h5wAyaYvbwEuuoyUrTmO_0ZnjX3U77l7Z5ima2qz6pHETIlt0P_R4LYqQfk6uDX7G7acdlSGhK1QC_fEqMQq_w53ZzWxZPQYFXaeBWLUU54v9ZUH_FUeCwZa6A/s320/IMG_4339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490523209391427682" border="0" /></a><br /><br />4) <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Baby Read-Aloud Basics</span>. Having a three-month old baby for the first time, we try to read on infant basics as much as we can.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhml3EDxs1Z4kXW_84n-pZmFj5-atBR-FEip8WAIP9nYEWy7T6uA2OSN_gPHW-QVr7K5CTf-dTNt6IRr-Pprwe3shyphenhyphenjK-WfPUBXbYZ7Zzbo3zaORJGn1Eeq1e1SdZpcmDiU5Ba0OvPHG0U/s1600/IMG_4343.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhml3EDxs1Z4kXW_84n-pZmFj5-atBR-FEip8WAIP9nYEWy7T6uA2OSN_gPHW-QVr7K5CTf-dTNt6IRr-Pprwe3shyphenhyphenjK-WfPUBXbYZ7Zzbo3zaORJGn1Eeq1e1SdZpcmDiU5Ba0OvPHG0U/s320/IMG_4343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490523217961345010" border="0" /></a><br /><br />5) <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">What to Expect the First Year</span>. This is a book I refer to every now and then.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHyJ_J9hLr3kTo40W0suF72BOoLYTFDxXIaFQhQfwg6-BJ01k3WJkEzg5ImPxJYBmDOXSxLDays162nOdw0V3T8TiCKuBFZMOf0ivv_jIZw-IgLSr0aXs72xbFcog741S87I32IOzy9cc/s1600/IMG_4346.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHyJ_J9hLr3kTo40W0suF72BOoLYTFDxXIaFQhQfwg6-BJ01k3WJkEzg5ImPxJYBmDOXSxLDays162nOdw0V3T8TiCKuBFZMOf0ivv_jIZw-IgLSr0aXs72xbFcog741S87I32IOzy9cc/s320/IMG_4346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490524907193931506" border="0" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-19016741664804941272010-07-04T23:40:00.000-07:002010-08-17T09:06:09.469-07:00Toy Story ToysLotso, Jessie, Woody and Buzz. Skid can't play with them yet. He's only 3 months old. We're storing him in his toy chest until such time that he's ready to play with them. Bought them at a promo of Shell gas station.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDK-ftTf65W91fr7OKoz6JOEzxFk80XDVjCyJpOCA8-7A-E0fXbRMjZQQErQkSAC8yDinMzn97gAY3IOSovEFDxjYJnr5C5WVasSWoKwVq6nEv1UiNowEgPBrze2JpzrbbuK0Tq9v_7o4/s1600/IMG_4303.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDK-ftTf65W91fr7OKoz6JOEzxFk80XDVjCyJpOCA8-7A-E0fXbRMjZQQErQkSAC8yDinMzn97gAY3IOSovEFDxjYJnr5C5WVasSWoKwVq6nEv1UiNowEgPBrze2JpzrbbuK0Tq9v_7o4/s320/IMG_4303.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490309766486435890" border="0" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-67746312183344649322010-07-03T12:07:00.000-07:002010-08-17T09:13:49.861-07:00I'm a slacker blogger, that is to say, a busy mom. Skid has also been busy and is learning new things.<br /><br /><ul><li>He is making a lot of sounds like he is trying to talk to people. He becomes animated when someone comes near him.</li></ul><ul><li>He still has to learn to raise his head without help but he is slowly getting there.</li></ul><ul><li>He sleeps with his hands clasped together and even holds on to his bottle with one hand.</li></ul><ul><li>He has acquired a bad habit of looking at the telly so we turn it off when he is awake.</li></ul><br />I thought I would post a couple of our favorite pictures in the past month. He still stares at the camera so it is hard to get some nice shots.<br /><br />This was when he wore a bodysuit and his first pair of shoes. Dad was going to have his annual medical checkup and we decided to bring him along. He looked eager to be on his way.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIECo-51OHh8kaTyKnywVqGhqmY06GDt-hI3lJ89p5j_xwU4StHU-DtNNXGa3NgLuckK2sL_zcwATSdZ0rCCGt_pRV1WJRiCc3mIaQ3IumomXafpOG0KrTN3RuWJBJY8GxOZEIG2NJDP0/s1600/IMG_3876.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIECo-51OHh8kaTyKnywVqGhqmY06GDt-hI3lJ89p5j_xwU4StHU-DtNNXGa3NgLuckK2sL_zcwATSdZ0rCCGt_pRV1WJRiCc3mIaQ3IumomXafpOG0KrTN3RuWJBJY8GxOZEIG2NJDP0/s320/IMG_3876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489761080125155986" border="0" /></a><br />This was shot when we went for a morning stroll in Nuvali. He was so fascinated with the Japanese koi.<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf64fX15lsC_Rxphrb6rZnAgZEdMTDiL63SBsQAWJg2oi5JU2SbZXFJA_8y0UkxqQlbrZpCiIZHqVcPWfUozMJi59yFfowXsN-vKSBNAJhPFms8Z1cbyNoIKQvK_DAPmYpTPgqqj1s34k/s1600/IMG_3916.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf64fX15lsC_Rxphrb6rZnAgZEdMTDiL63SBsQAWJg2oi5JU2SbZXFJA_8y0UkxqQlbrZpCiIZHqVcPWfUozMJi59yFfowXsN-vKSBNAJhPFms8Z1cbyNoIKQvK_DAPmYpTPgqqj1s34k/s320/IMG_3916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489768293403296738" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span>Holding on to Kuya Manuel's finger taken during his first San Pablo homecoming. Always following him with his eyes and making gurgling noises all the time. Sweet!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDpzf5SXNyE9kmPEuPeANGPfvGk8ObwtWNeIlXtX6PcM2nN6vVkvR4cJJ_FNKrSI5BPd98ZxDJ9y0R4Oy0Ja-jQDFJdtUmTZiLzHVrCxgiPvPmarsJkyRzn59-gMbjKa5_ZCITz2MOSI/s1600/IMG_4213.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCDpzf5SXNyE9kmPEuPeANGPfvGk8ObwtWNeIlXtX6PcM2nN6vVkvR4cJJ_FNKrSI5BPd98ZxDJ9y0R4Oy0Ja-jQDFJdtUmTZiLzHVrCxgiPvPmarsJkyRzn59-gMbjKa5_ZCITz2MOSI/s320/IMG_4213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489765346992727762" border="0" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-83370659292456192042010-06-22T16:28:00.000-07:002010-08-18T00:55:55.143-07:00Skid at Three MonthsOur baby is not so tiny anymore. Here is what he's up to these days:<br /><br /><ul><li>He has found his hands and he grapple for anything: shirts, hair, even his face. It's a joy watching him latch on to your shirt. Always end up raising his shirt with his tummy exposed. </li></ul><ul><li>When excited, he can kick his feet a full 90 degrees! But he hasn't manage to grab them yet.</li></ul><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVqx8cJlS_HeNL1k4pjL4Y3Pb2KPj54yPhl67DLA8eeIVGivvxTQcQOT7NqnL7j6hdFhdWW2aJKuF-t_TYz4EiJClKJh4Q6L8UOZv1wUM4sn_g4Ipkm5mj9go8_IxA738SbdWMbrMrekk/s1600/IMG_3876.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVqx8cJlS_HeNL1k4pjL4Y3Pb2KPj54yPhl67DLA8eeIVGivvxTQcQOT7NqnL7j6hdFhdWW2aJKuF-t_TYz4EiJClKJh4Q6L8UOZv1wUM4sn_g4Ipkm5mj9go8_IxA738SbdWMbrMrekk/s320/IMG_3876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485871005065839922" border="0" /></a><ul><li>He weighs 6.2 kg. A couple of weeks ago, we met a 5-month old girl at the pedia's office who weighs 6.0kg.<br /></li></ul><ul><li>He has become a smile-machine! Smiles all the time, even while looking at the ceiling. </li></ul><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxBSPMKmHgLU-1AxENesH3LEzv_nOd-MoeP_Z0RI9YqF49IwffqU0OxHN2ldBU-NbAKziDgtfn29D-aGcTXAmX1qooS7lf-iZq4N3UF42GEbEhSkRqc86CQjPryNwintVCH6t4V8xe79c/s1600/47.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxBSPMKmHgLU-1AxENesH3LEzv_nOd-MoeP_Z0RI9YqF49IwffqU0OxHN2ldBU-NbAKziDgtfn29D-aGcTXAmX1qooS7lf-iZq4N3UF42GEbEhSkRqc86CQjPryNwintVCH6t4V8xe79c/s320/47.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485871032413675474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">held by Tita Mary<br /></span></span></span></div><br /><ul><li>He refuses to drink milk from the bottle after 5 pm.</li></ul><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitPQXFRN4PY_OcrxPGZfe8VLQMshev8BFAn8b7wbtqtcVplSvxG1CrfJt1hjLuzjLfvpzpI_zVYj4h6Go8smVvSImoT5H4UssLCV6uAJdZypAK9hK492SH8Tqsh5znWooB3zMUlR2XtQw/s1600/01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitPQXFRN4PY_OcrxPGZfe8VLQMshev8BFAn8b7wbtqtcVplSvxG1CrfJt1hjLuzjLfvpzpI_zVYj4h6Go8smVvSImoT5H4UssLCV6uAJdZypAK9hK492SH8Tqsh5znWooB3zMUlR2XtQw/s320/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485871025603036210" border="0" /></a><ul><li>He can swing his head from left to right while lying on his back, but can barely raise his head without support.</li></ul><ul><li>He sucks on his knuckles when hungry, making loud slurping noises. Hasn't found his thumb yet. Tried a pacifier but his fingers are more tasty.</li></ul><ul><li>He likes to look at pictures as if memorizing every detail. We placed family pictures on a shelf so he may be able to recognize them.</li></ul><ul><li>He is SO INCREDIBLY easy to care for. His coming to our lives was a long wait but when he did, he does not give us a tough time. He sleeps fitfully throughout the night, except when he has his shots. Sometimes I worry when he won't feed during the night but things always come out okay.</li></ul><ul><li>His cries may mean milk, sleep or cuddling. Otherwise, he is perfectly content to play in his crib or rock in his cradle. (I know...I'm one of the lucky ones!)</li></ul>He is so adorable and precious to us. We are so blessed! Love you so much Baby!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwBQRC971Auol5AWq1SVfsluSejZsE4StpjenIiUBhyphenhyphenQEbppRlOaa62AaOqo7ptqYXd1wnladdw7xle9JXsdfH1hxqxtqlZCSzemIccWVRrrUv34W8JKNsL0VVviZRt2MMvFbXQSQV28o/s1600/IMG_3934.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwBQRC971Auol5AWq1SVfsluSejZsE4StpjenIiUBhyphenhyphenQEbppRlOaa62AaOqo7ptqYXd1wnladdw7xle9JXsdfH1hxqxtqlZCSzemIccWVRrrUv34W8JKNsL0VVviZRt2MMvFbXQSQV28o/s320/IMG_3934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485871000214151682" border="0" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-3341631956889870542010-06-21T20:23:00.000-07:002010-08-17T09:12:18.849-07:00Back on TrackOff my exercise regimen for more than a year. Skid is three months now and I am back on track. Starting at 160 lbs or 73 kg. I walked 4.0 km for an hour on the treadmill. Sometimes I want to give up. Sometimes I am in the kitchen and I find myself opening the door of the refrigerator. I force myself to drink a glass of cold water instead.<br /><br />I target to do this at least five days a week increasing my speed and distance as I go along. Hopefully, I can run and participate in an event next summer.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-63733887925608033612010-06-21T16:56:00.001-07:002010-08-17T09:14:25.886-07:00A goodbyeSkid's poo can get stinky and sour-smelling. I usually wipe his butt with cotton balls soaked in water with him lying in his crib. But he is getting old for cotton balls....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB4EzNCdMmUFnIffM4CwS1jwoWmeosHfZrEykQwQCizNdLtFEEuUvPxCXdA2djpDvd-8v93yYpHYNXJKSEjni5xSm8PfsodVNDxYpTQrxLi80vl2EKvjW094rJGdB_IzmoRN98R_oDfkE/s1600/cotton+ball.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB4EzNCdMmUFnIffM4CwS1jwoWmeosHfZrEykQwQCizNdLtFEEuUvPxCXdA2djpDvd-8v93yYpHYNXJKSEjni5xSm8PfsodVNDxYpTQrxLi80vl2EKvjW094rJGdB_IzmoRN98R_oDfkE/s400/cotton+ball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485382627962321826" border="0" /></a><br /><br />so Mom washed the poo with soap and purified water in the sink.<br /><br />Find it easier than imagined. Even Skid enjoyed it. He was gurggling and laughing during the ordeal.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-66609351798860484122010-06-21T11:04:00.001-07:002010-08-18T00:57:01.201-07:00Three MonthsThree months ago, I gave birth at 9:31 am to a 7.5 lb baby boy who cried for more than 10 minutes. He was so fair and so cute with his chinky eyes.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimiuQcVNeslWgXJQncSOvo59hhsOVDLHe1rbLZYq7ALbMoLFzdcinlZxW-HOiPWsQo1EAA1utG8dLpoU6n5d9OiZP5IvhuH2eYvk8o8xDSerd0jKhGjGmw00deXwLIuN-2jsivoP6vl1o/s1600/new+born.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimiuQcVNeslWgXJQncSOvo59hhsOVDLHe1rbLZYq7ALbMoLFzdcinlZxW-HOiPWsQo1EAA1utG8dLpoU6n5d9OiZP5IvhuH2eYvk8o8xDSerd0jKhGjGmw00deXwLIuN-2jsivoP6vl1o/s400/new+born.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485294948107385970" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Our first family picture taken a few minutes after delivery.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUe2G2l1ITqHWYHmzsqsTRTAdYx06jSgZ_pcqXwdwW_S42xEEHvCp6gBIapkvZNiUPPiQxs3GEr-fDZlHovZBSl0YH-WBSdZlR_z-_D5Z4_Y1GUFH2igDtjwHHCk-dG9JK3QjwHLdT6yI/s1600/first+pic.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUe2G2l1ITqHWYHmzsqsTRTAdYx06jSgZ_pcqXwdwW_S42xEEHvCp6gBIapkvZNiUPPiQxs3GEr-fDZlHovZBSl0YH-WBSdZlR_z-_D5Z4_Y1GUFH2igDtjwHHCk-dG9JK3QjwHLdT6yI/s400/first+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485294176014603810" border="0" /></a><br />And this was his picture taken two days shy of his third month. As the song goes....we love him more today than yesterday!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6DoRjo2G6pjUMU8ExpSBUlzdUEa5JpI-yZ2U8to0wvDXzArqTWK8c-LAOiz1XvjKy8soPuOyvzimEfLzGxs8yXxFLq8K5ChzsjK993xspS8ytoxcYgLp8zGDKiXy6buXifZe1swuW6y0/s1600/IMG_3964.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6DoRjo2G6pjUMU8ExpSBUlzdUEa5JpI-yZ2U8to0wvDXzArqTWK8c-LAOiz1XvjKy8soPuOyvzimEfLzGxs8yXxFLq8K5ChzsjK993xspS8ytoxcYgLp8zGDKiXy6buXifZe1swuW6y0/s400/IMG_3964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485299167727612914" border="0" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-44942102472183146922010-06-21T07:32:00.000-07:002010-08-18T00:58:06.719-07:00Vaccination Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijnod-8dngs1DkOUkhJ2SHLPTOvnqlGaD7M86JmumU5DTplsCDK-C-jrXTB_e_6sAIA2abVeePDXq5T9G-MYdQeJ8_hj-SAqa70F3qaBYpOHHi-Dd39B6luUmOtFKafhAyNn4IT9zwkn0/s1600/IMG_3550.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijnod-8dngs1DkOUkhJ2SHLPTOvnqlGaD7M86JmumU5DTplsCDK-C-jrXTB_e_6sAIA2abVeePDXq5T9G-MYdQeJ8_hj-SAqa70F3qaBYpOHHi-Dd39B6luUmOtFKafhAyNn4IT9zwkn0/s400/IMG_3550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485239311270517762" border="0" /></a>Skid had an appointment with his pediatrician for a second booster shot of the 6-in-1 vaccine. Bong and I were worried. He suffered a fever for four days last month when he had his first shot. The yaya is having her day-off, so I would be alone tonight when Bong goes on his shift.<br /><br />Skid was cranky and it took sometime for him to settle down. I had to rock him standing up the whole time we were at the doctor's clinic. It was a bit uncomfortable since patients were getting unsettled with Skid's wailing.<br /><br />Skid became preoccupied with the colorful toys and mobiles in the doctor's clinic, but let out a loud cry when the needle went in.<br /><br />Afterwards, he fell asleep but refused to be put down, resting in the crook of my arm the whole time. Changing nappies was an ordeal since he turns red with all the crying and wailing.<br /><br />He woke up almost midnight, thankfully back to his usual cheerful self: cooing, smiling and looking up towards the ceiling. Dad's mind was put to rest and gave a small peck on his tummy before leaving for work.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-52687137238328162472010-06-20T10:09:00.000-07:002010-08-17T09:16:27.760-07:00Fathers' Day Celebration 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsQ7DBtl5B9112cp8cWT_2D05ETbBv1doqHQyoL8cAdMZgL-m8n0UzlU9X9E8u1F_7BZppIfGlbitN_VBfGe-CAJf7dxhj1UVn7x8e74ODWDKZlwaUKI_hNS18fZ-n5eeQTgAlhlzcC1o/s1600/IMG_3955.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 170px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsQ7DBtl5B9112cp8cWT_2D05ETbBv1doqHQyoL8cAdMZgL-m8n0UzlU9X9E8u1F_7BZppIfGlbitN_VBfGe-CAJf7dxhj1UVn7x8e74ODWDKZlwaUKI_hNS18fZ-n5eeQTgAlhlzcC1o/s200/IMG_3955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484905936604780306" border="0" /></a><br />Fathers' Day is here again and restaurants will surely be jampacked. The family decided to celebrate it at my parents' place. My brother Sonny cooked his specialty: Lamb Adobo.<br /><br />We ordered pancit bihon from Ice and Butter and a barrel of chicken from KFC (waiting time was 20 minutes!)<br /><br /><br />It was a very humid day. We turned on the air-con full-blast, while Kate and Skid played underneath a make-shift canopy out of a blanket, over Dada and Nana's bed.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkPi_gShcDNXmGkm_UjHkGDDaXTcjqL64ykXOmdzGMYWfQrxAas-UDlM-JC6vUbsA9hfhXHPMPq-pGHOJdjfaUVl-RbBksi86I-PomaH6MrW_JT3rsbwG6Hv0i51gl5nEg9oxsfNr4jF8/s1600/IMG_3976.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkPi_gShcDNXmGkm_UjHkGDDaXTcjqL64ykXOmdzGMYWfQrxAas-UDlM-JC6vUbsA9hfhXHPMPq-pGHOJdjfaUVl-RbBksi86I-PomaH6MrW_JT3rsbwG6Hv0i51gl5nEg9oxsfNr4jF8/s400/IMG_3976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485021679197476674" border="0" /></a><br />After lunch, it was snooze time..... while Kate watched Tinkerbell on the Disney Channel.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlA_IPqsGqaxYoxES8reV14TzgJph6CLIxYOCAO6ZfexMDW483j7NJfdjBeI4beEE_MeIcMmeHD1TNBTrn3tNN5sdWSl1XvRC7Sb2_DtwttvoElrD6NwkTW2wK7-b7y14VOj9lP5B_BdY/s1600/IMG_3984.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlA_IPqsGqaxYoxES8reV14TzgJph6CLIxYOCAO6ZfexMDW483j7NJfdjBeI4beEE_MeIcMmeHD1TNBTrn3tNN5sdWSl1XvRC7Sb2_DtwttvoElrD6NwkTW2wK7-b7y14VOj9lP5B_BdY/s400/IMG_3984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485022645248909026" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Merienda was beef fajitas and chocolate fondue (na hindi successful. promised Kate a part II isang Sunday)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLWqF1ACXyJewmwjjGBeebLS1NHtMNJPa7SYDrDs1Mpue4_FU-EhIxqTdhA81QX3QBp2OOU8sh4cmZ6pJ-_g936ZfZgjf7jJFqehRZdulSoCzwcU9quBbrj9GJdWyQYRpe6fhmw8vZkc/s1600/IMG_4057.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJLWqF1ACXyJewmwjjGBeebLS1NHtMNJPa7SYDrDs1Mpue4_FU-EhIxqTdhA81QX3QBp2OOU8sh4cmZ6pJ-_g936ZfZgjf7jJFqehRZdulSoCzwcU9quBbrj9GJdWyQYRpe6fhmw8vZkc/s400/IMG_4057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485164617108891346" border="0" /></a><br />Last but not the least was the ever-present kodak-an<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXAHQm5-Mdovn4Xj61FTCaRs_JvxoJuIUbi76r3ehpTCxD9jsSDA5ckTJVFFiZRffdiZKycTZcrkhzFHQw0_7Zg5Vhx5cPl8QsWVrTeXHNiwFSndxD3QyOCiFI2HmFtC_qOg_6Djg32Nw/s1600/IMG_4044.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXAHQm5-Mdovn4Xj61FTCaRs_JvxoJuIUbi76r3ehpTCxD9jsSDA5ckTJVFFiZRffdiZKycTZcrkhzFHQw0_7Zg5Vhx5cPl8QsWVrTeXHNiwFSndxD3QyOCiFI2HmFtC_qOg_6Djg32Nw/s400/IMG_4044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485167988197193426" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_WNV6aBmG2AMXGgoOmU2twW-3b8wODdnYwGvf-N5f1mRbG1c_Bv8XEov_otup8spJJ6xZ69PVrmMmqsw2Mmc8jHyVRQ_y3D7lY1R3WaETuWNS6oHNfEamwhq-w3_f5U4qbTAXOpPcMrc/s1600/IMG_4047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_WNV6aBmG2AMXGgoOmU2twW-3b8wODdnYwGvf-N5f1mRbG1c_Bv8XEov_otup8spJJ6xZ69PVrmMmqsw2Mmc8jHyVRQ_y3D7lY1R3WaETuWNS6oHNfEamwhq-w3_f5U4qbTAXOpPcMrc/s400/IMG_4047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485169189446088850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />HAPPY FATHERS' DAY to all the fathers out there...the mothers who do responsibilities similar to a father...and to men who are not biological fathers but who try to be one. Saludo ako sa inyo!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1059828049715274683.post-45544259045293152722010-06-20T09:40:00.000-07:002010-08-17T09:16:50.625-07:00Fathers' Day 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfoDJzGFR3lit7FDQ2wBG8H5Y6ecJmsuXCjQ9aYKfzIemRIhQIajgbeSAs61yzO9xF11Y3wpyVNwDYevWiZNvq80lD7gQZqkAS9IesgX2ZU12Nv1up_QIw0XCrokJPzwRUp3-kkgOgvOU/s1600/IMG_3985.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfoDJzGFR3lit7FDQ2wBG8H5Y6ecJmsuXCjQ9aYKfzIemRIhQIajgbeSAs61yzO9xF11Y3wpyVNwDYevWiZNvq80lD7gQZqkAS9IesgX2ZU12Nv1up_QIw0XCrokJPzwRUp3-kkgOgvOU/s320/IMG_3985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484901060876079778" border="0" /></a><br />Fathers'Day is that special day of the year when we honor our fathers; a day when we celebrate the essence of parenthood.It is celebrated every third Sunday of the month of June.<br /><br />This year is extra special since Bong will be honored for the first time with Skid's birth last March.<br /><br />I bought separate cards and let Skid kiss his card since he is still unable to hold a pen yet. Also gave Babbu a Russ figurine of a Daddy angel playing with his little one. He placed it on the shelf, together with baby pictures of us three.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02679708059371284208noreply@blogger.com0