Here’s a picture of me with the two kids yesterday.
It surely doesn’t look like Asher wanted to take up a hairstyling lessons in a cosmetology school here as he fondly held his baby sister’s head but it certainly appears that this is a preview of how they’ll be like in a few years time. Asher bullying his little sister while the other one getting annoyed by his kuya’s pranks. And I can also just imagine myself getting stressed over their catfights. I guess I have to prepare myself as early as now so that I’d just be cool handling such situations later on.
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After hearing mass on New Year’s Day, we went to Eastwood City and had lunch together with Asher’s and Ashley’s Lolo, Lola, Tita, Tito and cousins. The kids had a grand time riding the rodeo and the kiddie rides at Timezone while we had a good time watching them having fun.
This is the photo I uploaded in Facebook to send out my Christmas greetings. Remember the Christmas Card art work that Asher handed me last month? I took a picture of it and used an iPhone app (Photo Collage) to make this cool layout. I also used a sketch app for the family photo. Cool noh?
The Christmas Program of Asher’s school last month was truly meaningful and humbling. It was not only Asher and his classmates who enjoyed the party, gift-giving and the bountiful feast of party food. Kids with disabilities from an orphanage/foundation were invited over to celebrate with them. The highlight of the program was the gift-giving part. Asher and each of his schoolmates brought an extra gift for the orphans and they personally handed them to the kids who were on a cloud nine. They flashed genuine smiles and their eyes were sparkling with so much delight. The Foundation also received our donated old clothes, toys and food staples. Since Asher has so much toys that we also wanted to dispose, Paul cleaned and fixed those requiring minor repairs and we gave them away. His soldering tools that he had in College are still useful. However, it’s no longer complete so he’ll be shopping around for some tools from fctassembly.net, an online resource for quality soldering accessories, Nihon Superior and stencils. Everyone went home happy, inspired and spirited because of the food and gift giving.
*As posted on Instagram 3 weeks ago:
“I was browsing Asher's baby pictures in Facebook when he saw this pic of him and his Daddy. Later on he requested "Dad, buhat mo ako ulit ng ganyan pls" (please carry me that way). Where did the time go? Asher's so big na. Indeed, he’s baby no more.”
Asher got sick a few days before Christmas. And I thought, we’re going to escape 2011 without getting sick for the entire year. For four years now, we’re always on guard whenever December comes because it has always been a low month for our health. Despite doubling his Vitamin C dosage, he still caught the virus and worse his baby sister got it, too. That’s why days before the Christmas, I was so bothered while taking care of two sick kids. Thankfully, after intense and round the clock medications, the two recovered just in time to celebrate Christmas cough-free.
Asher had his first two haircuts in a salon for kids when he was still a toddler. Unlike other little boys and girls who cry out of fear, he was never afraid of the scissors nor got alarmed by the presence of the barber. Perhaps he got distracted by the Barney video shows on the TV and the nice car kiddie seat he was sitting on. But even on his third haircut in a barber shop – the one where big men go to – he also didn’t cry. He just sat still and watched himself on the mirror. Probably, if I just enrolled myself in a Cosmetology school in the past, I could just be his personal barber now (since he’s cooperative anyway). This will save us from frequent barber visits since I can trim and style his hair skillfully anytime.
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We’re one of those who are excited whenever Mcdonald’s come up with cute collectible Happy Meal Toys. I mentioned “we” and not just Asher because we (me and Paul) are equally anxious to complete a set. However, we always end up unsuccessful in the past because we do not usually get whoever the main character is. And so, I’m so delighted when we were able to collect all the Chipmunks and Chipettes last week.
Asher’s favorite toys are Eleanor and Jeanette (gender aside). Unlike the other toys, these two toys have special mechanisms (Eleanor pops up while Jeanette’s vehicle runs like a matchbox) that the little one enjoys. He also likes Brittany, the one with an umbrella. The umbrella is like an ammunition that can be ejected with a push on the button. He stacks his lego blocks and metal building toys then knock them down with Brittany’s umbrella. Very creative for coming up with an improvised target toy, huh? I wonder what’s the next Happy Meal Toy offering.
I just encountered a sweet mommy moment just a few moments ago. I was deeply focused on writing a blog post when Asher, who was seated beside me whilst busy tinkering my iPhone suddenly hugged me and exclaimed:
“I love you, Mommy! Best friends tayo.”
I’m not sure what exactly his conception of “best friends” is but I’m certain that he’s referring to a bond that is special. He always mentions that Coby, Andrew and Bryan are his “friends”. His teacher told me that these 3 boys are his constant playmates in school. So this means he knows that the word “friend” is to be referred to a special person. But I’m surprised that he mentioned and referred “best friends” to us. Perhaps, he already knows that a best friend refers to the most special person and my heart’s jumping for joy because that person for him is me. It feels so heartwarming (even more comfortable than how a heated vest warms a person) and inspiring to be regarded as such by your son.
Yes, anak. I’ll always be the best friend you can depend on in good times and bad times eternally.
There’s so much I want to tell you right now but I know that you’re still too young to comprehend my thoughts. That’s why I’m just going to blog it so that a few years from now..someday..you’ll find your way to this blog post and until then, you’ll understand what I mean.
Kuya, I’ll forever cherish these photos of you and your little sister. My heart is beaming with so much pride and happiness seeing the two of you together. Just like what your shirt says, I hope you’ll be a caring big brother to Ashley. Protect her..love her..take care of her. Defend her when she’s in trouble and oppressed. Be her super hero and protect her. You love imitating the moves of your idol super hero, Spiderman. So be her Spiderman, okay? I know there will be times when you will quarrel like cats and dogs..that’s normal between and among siblings. But I want you both to grow up as bestfriends. Play together. Help each other. Consult and ask help from her for girlfriend present ideas when the time comes that you’ll fall in love. Thank you, Kuya, for understanding those times when I have to attend to Ashley's needs first. Thank you for acknowledging that you’re a “kuya” now. You always say that “Hindi na ako baby..tuya na ako..tuya (kuya)” but you know what..you’ll always be my baby. You’ll always be my first baby, Asher.
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