It’s difficult to think of sad things when this toddler is around. Running, jumping, rolling around. I hope days like these, when I do nothing but look after him (cook for him, give him a bath, prepare him milk, play with him), won’t end.
He loves to sing bahay kubo and he sometimes call me “ate?ate…” because he hears his mommy call me ‘ate’. Oh, he also calls his mommy, miton, miton. (My sister’s nickname is Micon).
He likes to watch that darn purple dinosaur and he loves the playground on the roof garden and outside the flats.
We sing and dance whenever we get bored. But when he’s asleep, I watch movies. Now, movies, that has to be another blogpost.
If there’s something to be envious about in Manila right now, it’s that the film festivals are on again. And I’m stuck in Singapore with a brat. Then I remember, what’s the Internet for?