Asher's Pedia Visit.

As his Pedia isn't satisfied with his weight, he's prescribed a nutritional supplement (Polynerv Syrup) to promote increased appetite, height and weight gain. Since he'll be taking this for the months to come, I've already bought the large bottled ones. It's so dragging to keep on coming back to the drugstore to buy the same medicines. How I wish, we have the same online retailer shops such as JazzMedical.com, the leading online supplier of medical supplies, medical equipment, home health care supplies and lifestyle products.

Aging Gracefully.

Modesty aside, I'm so tingled every time I receive comments that I look even more younger with my new hairdo. They would often jest that I just look like Asher's older sister. Even before when I was still working (and had a longer hair), my bosses would often joke on me and say that I look like a kid who's just running an errand for my Mom to buy a bottle of vinegar in a sari-sari store and that I just got lost in the office. Then, when I got pregnant two years ago, they were teasing me that it was a case of teenage pregnancy. I don't mind being joked with such, really. In fact, I take it as a compliment because at least, physical aging is not a problem for me. I don't need the best age spot remover to defy my age just yet. I'm turning 30 next year and who wouldn't be thrilled when then say that you look just like a High School student?

My Little Fast Learner.

I can't wait to witness those moments when he could already skillfully read or spell words. I'll certainly avoid showing him any Jejemonic (leet) texts or else, I might be needing tons of wrinkle cream correcting him madly. I'm so allergic with those individuals who seemingly have invaded the online and SMS world. Tsk tsk. If you don't know what a jejemon is...

According to urbandictionary.com, "a jejemon is usually seen around social networking sites such as Friendster and Multiply, jejemons are individuals with low IQs who spread around their idiocy on the web by tYpFing LyK diZS jejejeje, making all people viewing their profile raise their eyebrows out of annoyance. Normal people like you and me must take a Bachelor of Arts in Jejetyping in order to understand said individuals, as deciphering their text would cause a lot of frustration and hair pulling."

Saturday Bonding Moment.

It was indeed a perfect early evening gimik. There's no other place that could have been better. Everyone of us enjoyed strolling around Serendra and Boni High Street, watching all those dogs "who" are also equally enjoying the place as they strutted their stuffs with their owners, taking a peep in each (high end) shop and just basically enjoying the not so humid temperature. It could have been more perfect though if only we have a Bob Duallie so the cousins enjoyed the stroll together better. We forgot to bring Asher's stroller so he occasionally walked on his own and he was mostly carried either by me or his nanny...much to our muscles' "despair". But nevertheless, we all had a grand time last Saturday.

Summer Haircuts.

I'm suddenly reminded to schedule the little one's next session soon because his hair has quite grown longer, too. He just had his haircut three weeks ago and now the ends of his sides are way pass his ears' "pinna" parts. His hair indeed is growing too fast and even though it's in his paternal genes, he won't be thinking about hair loss for men just yet, not until a couple of decades probably.

As it's insanely hot these days, I've also had my 'already short hair' cut the second time in a span of one month. So basically, after sporting a fairly long hair and endlessly pony-tailing it for months, I'm toiling the summer season a tad cooler with a much shorter, bobcat-styled hair.

Mommy Moments: Yellow!

My Asher is currently at the stage wherein his world revolves around his favorite "Babab". He has a collection of it:

Several sando shirts that he tirelessly wear almost every day. Two 2-shirts with this design, one in yellow and one in green.

He has a Babab thermal mug that he uses for drinking water. In fact, when he wishes to drink, he'll say "Babab" and not water. He has a Babab pair of slippers, too which he fondly use everyday.

On his 2nd birthday, he had a Spongebob themed birthday.

He's so into Babab that I'm near changing his name to "Babab"...just joking!

For another yellow thingie involving the little one, he certainly has an inclination already who to vote for should he be allowed to do so. He would yell (with matching L hand sign) "Noynoy!" every time Noynoy's campaign commercial runs on air, every time he sees faces on huge campaign posters and every time he hears a mobile playing a candidate's jingle on the streets.

:sigh: It's all because of these, his other milestones and the totality of him that refrains me or the husband from doing a Denver job search. We'll just maximize our resources and be contented working locally, online in my case, because we can't and simply do not want to miss witnessing all these wonderful things about him.