My Preschooler: Day 2

He was so eager to get back to school, all sunny and so ready to get to the slide. We packed up everything (never forget milk) and arrived twenty minutes before the class starts. He had so much to do! He welcomed new classmates and got along with them easily. He was running and trying new tricks. I still can't believe I am actually getting my baby to school. He was having the time of his life. 

Parents were no longer allowed to go behind the hallway fence (that hallway leading to their classroom) so I kissed my little independent preschooler while he held his milk tightly. Off he went with the biggest grin on his face. He loves going to school. 

So I wait. I read. On the other side of the world, Bod too is learning things - the odd way. I can't believe I missed that little guy already. And he's only gone for two hours!

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My Preschooler: Day1 

summer school

home since... 1946?!

We got a surprise visit from a kid who had lived in our home in 1946. How eerie is that! He wanted to see how "his home" looked like today. And most importantly he was curious to see that old tree beside the water tank across our home. He showed us proof of his family standing on our very staircase all yellowish and torn. It read: Pepito-Paredes Family. 

Hmmm. A couple of years from now when we leave this place, it might be fun to give the family occupying our Eversley home a visit and give them a boo! That would be interesting to see.

morning ride

First request of the day: his baby brother rides on his back.

My Preschooler: Day 1

At 10am we head out to Children's Paradise Montessori School for my almost-3yo-boy's preschool summer class. I think I was nervous just by a tiny bit...ok it was a little bit more. I'm not sure what to expect. I just wanted Zaiid to enjoy his day and gain new friends.

Parents and guardians were not allowed inside their classroom unless it was time to. We were ask to hang out in the waiting room. Good thing I brought Neil and Mr. iPod. After months of book craving, I was able to read again. Still, my mind was wandering, imagining Zaiid crying, or worse - demanding for me.

An hour passed and finally I get to see my little boy. To my surprise, he wasn't even in his classroom! He went to another room, where older kids were busy doing an art activity. He was the curious and always moving one, the teachers just let him be.

I can see he accepted the the whole deal that yes he is ready for school. Observing the other students, he was the only one interested in blocks and tunnels and cars. He was always busy with things and moving around, but when he spotted me with a bright gleam on his face he asked for a bottle of milk. 

Although I was expecting more of a Playhouse kind of style where a teacher would let them do some activity together. Or painting or doing some singing. But maybe a montessori has other ways of teaching. We'll see. After all, this is still day number one.

rainbow happy me

Feeling blessed and lucky to have the most fulfilling "job" in the world: being a mother. 

I carried you for 9 months or so and everyday I get worried if my womb is good enough at all. I labored you out of sweat, screams and love, finally get literally sliced up so you could live. At the end of each day I assess my performance, and everytime it seems like there's a lot of room for improvement. I don't feel the need of an appreciation from you and yet you think I am all that matters in the world and that everything else is second to your eyes. Thank you my baby puddings.

I am proud to have two mothers, both showing different styles of loving (if there is such a term), and that reality made me twice stronger. In them I knew how deep a mother's sacrifice can go and how love can grow magnificently with grace and time. Thank you Mama and Momi for the life I have as a daughter.

Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers in the world.

thanks fyns!

From her short coming back home swhoosh trip, she didn't forget to bring me a little pasalubong from Singapore. Happy me, it's a little Roxy love keyring! I love the little shells and marbles. So my type! Thanks fyns, love you!

ready to fly!

We just got Akii's passport today. Hooray! 

Our little baby manhud is ready to fly to Dubai!