My dear baby,
I’m putting this here, just so you know that once, when you were a makulit toddler, in your sweetness and innocence, you shared everything with me. Including your kugmo.
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Oh, The Places You’ll Go! Daycare Year 3
First day on Level 3 (わかば組). We wish you passion in learning new things, anak. Grow up well.
life with a toddler: big banana!
For the day’s artwork, your class was just simply asked to draw anything you like. Your sensei told us that you grabbed your yellow crayon and was loudly shouting, “big banana!!” Well, that is indeed big.
Seeing your photo juxtaposed with those of your classmates’, one can easily see how passionate you are with bananas. 🙂
life with a toddler: a touch of imagination
This was the April wall decor at the daycare; by the stairs on the way to the second floor.
When Yui saw it, she said that “Bubu” (Japanese childish word for pig) is sad, her expression worried. She then looked up at the sky and waved at the (imaginary) balloon and was calling for it to come back.
Yes indeed; with Bubu looking up at the sky and only the elephant holding a balloon, it does seem that Bubu’s balloon floated up and away.
A big smile and warm feelings on Mommy. The imagination. The empathy.
life with a toddler: facing your fears
We follow a limited screen-time at home for our daughter. Even at that, we’ve been having a hard time keeping our daughter sit still on the sofa whilst watching her videos. She wants to have her face just a couple of inches away from the monitor. We’ve thought of many ways how to keep her face away from the monitor including drawing scary faces and taping it on the monitor’s edge which proved effective for a couple or so days. And then we’re back to square one again.
Last week, Hubs remembered that Yui gets scared of Daruma-san. So he thought of putting the charm atop the monitor. Like magic, it worked and Yui really did keep away from the monitor.
Until one evening. I was in the kitchen cooking when she ran to me, calling “Mommy, Mommy!”, her voice urgent. When I looked up, she was running to me holding the Daruma in her right hand, her right arm stretched as far away from her face as she could, her face also angled away from the Daruma, her eyes on a squint watching out for the Daruma yet at the same time (probably) checking it that it didn’t creep up her arm.
Instantly, I was barraged with a number of emotions. Of course there was the small chagrin of seeing our scare-tactic failing again. But the most prevalent of all the emotion was pride and wonderment. That this little lady faced her fears just so she can be where she wanted to be. That this little lady overcame her fear and handled her fear bravely, this fear that hindered her from fully enjoying what she wanted to do. And yes, there’s that Mommy joy, rejoicing with the fact that my little child is fully confident that Mommy is always there to support her.
baby diaries: first
There’s lots of stories to tell you about this little boy, Yui. And all of them good ones. He treats you with much gentleness and care and respect like an adult man would do to an adult woman that he loves. And Mommy is thankful to him that even as a baby, you’ve known such gentleness already.
