It used to be Chicken Little but then I made the mistake *bangs head on the wall* of letting Matt watch Transformer. So we had Transformer everyday -twice, thrice…sometimes, a million times.

Matt likes mimicking the narration (of Optimus Prime) at the beginning of the flick. He’s actually memorized some lines from the movie. (So don’t wonder if he tells you: “English Dude” or “I want a credi- card.” He got it from there.) Anyway, the mania came to a point when he’d call everyone Optimus Prime. So he’s Baby Optimus Prime, I’m his Mama Optimus Prime and then there’s Papa Optimus Prime, he’d say. Not to mention that that’s all he talks about, from sun up to sundown.

Anyway, the hub advised me not let him watch Transformer. And so we’re back to Chicken Little now. And Mickey Mouse, etc…

…and we’re also back to reading. He still enjoys very much his Noah book, which never fails to elicit giggles from him. And the last time I was in the mall, I picked a book for him about a lost coin (just that and no toys even if they’re on sale*wink*) which he also likes to read.