August 2010

Va — whaaat?

 One night, while I was talking with my son, he suddenly muttered.
“Lactacyd. For the va–”
Okay there was no pause. But I honestly held my breath for few seconds after the word “Lactacyd” came out.
“…For the va-dy,” he finished.
One… Two… Three seconds.
Va-dy? Did I miss something?
Boy. Book. Band. Bag. Ball. Bad. Bbbbbb. Ba-be-bi-bo-bu. I’m […]

Matt’s Girl

“Tis a girl, Matt’s girl.”
Waaaa! I almost had a coronary when I heard my son say this. 
And would you beleive me when I say that as early as now, I’m already jealous.
More of the story here. 

First Of Them 7

I did the 7-random-things- about-my-son Meme here so I’m copying it in this blog. I guess I’ll be doing this in a monthly basis. Every 14th of the month-when he turns another month older.

Any cook would love to have Matt as a guest because he is not a picky eater – except for ice cream. […]

Experiment #2

 
Matt so loves bitter gourd. Bitter. I can understand that some adults are not so fond in eating this particular vegetable. Yes, bitter. I can surely imagine that I didn’t like it as a child. I love it now though.
 
There are adults who don’t like any veggy at all- how much more for […]

Experiment #1

It’s been a long time since we brought Matt in a toy store.
The last time was during the Christmas holidays. I remembered it clearly like day because I was keenly observing Matt as he longingly looked at the toy helicopters (flying ones with remote) neatly stacked in their boxes - and also at the […]

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Oil-la-la

One day in the past, I caught Matt pouring water from his cup to his leg-powered car, so I asked.
Me: What are you doing?
Matt, without batting an eyelash:  Oil. Like Tatay (my father).
Few nights ago -no, it was already early morning, I left him in the room with a cup of milk (he purposely woke me up for […]