Dear Baby,
There are times that I appreciate and love your non conformity. The guidebook shows six legs for the octopus. You insisted an octopus has eight.
Monthly Archives: October 2018
Ribboned Pumpkin
After choir practice, we happened to pass by a flower shop selling Halloween pumpkins. We never decorate for Halloween but on this one, we couldn’t say no to you. You couldn’t wait to get home because the florist gave you some stickers to decorate your pumpkins as well.
You got six “faces” for free even when we only bought three pumpkins. I love the fact that you did not stick to the set faces and that you mixed and matched according to what suited you.
But my favourite part is how you designed the baby pumpkin. You took two eyes from another face set and had them as ribbons, similar to the one you have.
Keep that nonconformist, creative head, my baby.
Mom, where’s the glue?!
Yesterday we received yet again one of those do-it-yourself crafts freebie from your daycare; more often than not, they actually come with advertisements. Nonetheless, the free crafts are worth it.
I was busy in the kitchen, preparing dinner when you asked me where the glue was. I couldn’t spare a hand (and eyes and feet) so I asked you to look for it yourself. You couldn’t find it so you just tried to do something else.
A couple of hours later while I’m cleaning the kitchen, you happily announced you found the glue (of course I was happy to see you were persistent).
And then you called me.
And with beaming eyes, gave me this.
It’s already 11pm but with your gift, I feel like I could work yet another full day; energised as I was with your sweetness.
Thank you my dearest.
Mommy, you’re so beautiful!
It’s Saturday morning and we all slept late. You, always the last to wake up every morning, was even the first one who woke up first. We had a late breakfast and then I started to do the house chores.
I was walking around, carrying some laundry, put it down the sofa, then I pulled up my hair with my hand, trying to remember what I was planning to do next. Then you spoke up;
Mommy, you look soooo beautiful!
You said it with so much awe in your eyes and you looked beaming with pride that I almost felt embarrassed, feeling I don’t deserve such a compliment. Especially since I haven’t even washed my face yet nor had I even brushed my hair.
Thank you my dearest. I am ever grateful for you.