Dear Max,
Today you made mommy so proud and happy...
- You cupped mommy's face and kissed me in the lips without being asked to. You don't usually kiss me, even if I ask you to. You usually like to kiss daddy. But today, you just kissed me.
- You said "mom, mom, momma, momma" again and again...its your first time to address me as mom.
- you stayed beside mommy and gently pat mommy's arm, while you listen and observe.
- You never left mommy's side...even in your sleep, you tried to find mommy's arm and embrace it.
Maybe you do understand more than we can imagine. Maybe you know mommy more than I know and understand you. Maybe you just know...that today is a sad sad day for mommy, that there are decisions to be made, that we will be affected, especially you...and mommy cried the whole night.
Maybe its too much to ask that you understand where I'm coming from, so I won't. Maybe you wont forgive me. But I'll still say I'm sorry because I do. Because I feel so sad about all these.
Im so sorry luvs. Try to grow up to be a good boy. Mommy will be very happy to see you making your own choices and taking responsibility over your actions.
I love you so much.
~mommy
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Friday, October 18, 2013
What Mom & Dad should know
Dear Max,
Today, I read something great and it sounds true so I want to remember it. Here it goes...
"What should a 4 year old know?"
I was on a parenting bulletin board recently and read a post by a mother who was worried that her 4 1/2 year old did not know enough. “What should a 4 year old know?” she asked.
Most of the answers left me not only saddened but pretty soundly annoyed. One mom posted a laundry list of all of the things her son knew. Counting to 100, planets, how to write his first and last name, and on and on. Others chimed in with how much more their children already knew, some who were only three. A few posted URL’s to lists of what each age should know. The fewest yet said that each child develops at his own pace and not to worry.
It bothered me greatly to see these mothers responding to a worried mom by adding to her concern, with lists of all the things their children could do that hers couldn’t. We are such a competitive culture that even our preschoolers have become trophies and bragging rights. Childhood shouldn’t be a race.
So here, I offer my list of what a 4 year old should know.
1. She should know that she is loved wholly and unconditionally, all of the time.
2. He should know that he is safe and he should know how to keep himself safe in public, with others, and in varied situations. He should know that he can trust his instincts about people and that he never has to do something that doesn’t feel right, no matter who is asking. He should know his personal rights and that his family will back them up.
3. She should know how to laugh, act silly, be goofy and use her imagination. She should know that it is always okay to paint the sky orange and give cats 6 legs.
4. He should know his own interests and be encouraged to follow them. If he couldn’t care less about learning his numbers, his parents should realize he’ll learn them accidentally soon enough and let him immerse himself instead in rocket ships, drawing, dinosaurs or playing in the mud.
5. She should know that the world is magical and that so is she. She should know that she’s wonderful, brilliant, creative, compassionate and marvelous. She should know that it’s just as worthy to spend the day outside making daisy chains, mud pies and fairy houses as it is to practice phonics. Scratch that– way more worthy.
But more important, here’s what parents need to know.
1. That every child learns to walk, talk, read and do algebra at his own pace and that it will have no bearing on how well he walks, talks, reads or does algebra.
2. That the single biggest predictor of high academic achievement and high ACT scores is reading to children. Not flash cards, not workbooks, not fancy preschools, not blinking toys or computers, but mom or dad taking the time every day or night (or both!) to sit and read them wonderful books.
3. That being the smartest or most accomplished kid in class has never had any bearing on being the happiest. We are so caught up in trying to give our children “advantages” that we’re giving them lives as multi-tasked and stressful as ours. One of the biggest advantages we can give our children is a simple, carefree childhood.
4.That our children deserve to be surrounded by books, nature, art supplies and the freedom to explore them. Most of us could get rid of 90% of our children’s toys and they wouldn’t be missed, but some things are important– building toys like legos and blocks, creative toys like all types of art materials (good stuff), musical instruments (real ones and multicultural ones), dress up clothes and books, books, books. (Incidentally, much of this can be picked up quite cheaply at thrift shops.) They need to have the freedom to explore with these things too– to play with scoops of dried beans in the high chair (supervised, of course), to knead bread and make messes, to use paint and play dough and glitter at the kitchen table while we make supper even though it gets everywhere, to have a spot in the yard where it’s absolutely fine to dig up all the grass and make a mud pit.
5. That our children need more of us. We have become so good at saying that we need to take care of ourselves that some of us have used it as an excuse to have the rest of the world take care of our kids. Yes, we all need undisturbed baths, time with friends, sanity breaks and an occasional life outside of parenthood. But we live in a time when parenting magazines recommend trying to commit to 10 minutes a day with each child and scheduling one Saturday a month as family day. That’s not okay! Our children don’t need Nintendos, computers, after school activities, ballet lessons, play groups and soccer practice nearly as much as they need US. They need fathers who sit and listen to their days, mothers who join in and make crafts with them, parents who take the time to read them stories and act like idiots with them. They need us to take walks with them and not mind the .1 MPH pace of a toddler on a spring night. They deserve to help us make supper even though it takes twice as long and makes it twice as much work. They deserve to know that they’re a priority for us and that we truly love to be with them.
(Author: Alicia Bayer @ http://magicalchildhood.wordpress.com/2010/08/31/what-should-a-4-year-old-know/)
Hope we could spend more time together, hope we can enjoy more.
It's crazy how things get to be for adults...when life becomes serious and complicated. I miss those days when I'd be allowed to play in the rain, those nights when we huddle under the moonlit sky and just talk...and dream...and wonder. Would you believe that I used to think that the moon follows me wherever I go? And my shadow is a different person? Nah, those were happy days.
I hope, more than ever, I'd be able to give you that...fun memories of childhood cause its priceless. I hope I'll be able to fight for that.
I love you.
~mommy
Today, I read something great and it sounds true so I want to remember it. Here it goes...
"What should a 4 year old know?"
I was on a parenting bulletin board recently and read a post by a mother who was worried that her 4 1/2 year old did not know enough. “What should a 4 year old know?” she asked.
Most of the answers left me not only saddened but pretty soundly annoyed. One mom posted a laundry list of all of the things her son knew. Counting to 100, planets, how to write his first and last name, and on and on. Others chimed in with how much more their children already knew, some who were only three. A few posted URL’s to lists of what each age should know. The fewest yet said that each child develops at his own pace and not to worry.
It bothered me greatly to see these mothers responding to a worried mom by adding to her concern, with lists of all the things their children could do that hers couldn’t. We are such a competitive culture that even our preschoolers have become trophies and bragging rights. Childhood shouldn’t be a race.
So here, I offer my list of what a 4 year old should know.
1. She should know that she is loved wholly and unconditionally, all of the time.
2. He should know that he is safe and he should know how to keep himself safe in public, with others, and in varied situations. He should know that he can trust his instincts about people and that he never has to do something that doesn’t feel right, no matter who is asking. He should know his personal rights and that his family will back them up.
3. She should know how to laugh, act silly, be goofy and use her imagination. She should know that it is always okay to paint the sky orange and give cats 6 legs.
4. He should know his own interests and be encouraged to follow them. If he couldn’t care less about learning his numbers, his parents should realize he’ll learn them accidentally soon enough and let him immerse himself instead in rocket ships, drawing, dinosaurs or playing in the mud.
5. She should know that the world is magical and that so is she. She should know that she’s wonderful, brilliant, creative, compassionate and marvelous. She should know that it’s just as worthy to spend the day outside making daisy chains, mud pies and fairy houses as it is to practice phonics. Scratch that– way more worthy.
But more important, here’s what parents need to know.
1. That every child learns to walk, talk, read and do algebra at his own pace and that it will have no bearing on how well he walks, talks, reads or does algebra.
2. That the single biggest predictor of high academic achievement and high ACT scores is reading to children. Not flash cards, not workbooks, not fancy preschools, not blinking toys or computers, but mom or dad taking the time every day or night (or both!) to sit and read them wonderful books.
3. That being the smartest or most accomplished kid in class has never had any bearing on being the happiest. We are so caught up in trying to give our children “advantages” that we’re giving them lives as multi-tasked and stressful as ours. One of the biggest advantages we can give our children is a simple, carefree childhood.
4.That our children deserve to be surrounded by books, nature, art supplies and the freedom to explore them. Most of us could get rid of 90% of our children’s toys and they wouldn’t be missed, but some things are important– building toys like legos and blocks, creative toys like all types of art materials (good stuff), musical instruments (real ones and multicultural ones), dress up clothes and books, books, books. (Incidentally, much of this can be picked up quite cheaply at thrift shops.) They need to have the freedom to explore with these things too– to play with scoops of dried beans in the high chair (supervised, of course), to knead bread and make messes, to use paint and play dough and glitter at the kitchen table while we make supper even though it gets everywhere, to have a spot in the yard where it’s absolutely fine to dig up all the grass and make a mud pit.
5. That our children need more of us. We have become so good at saying that we need to take care of ourselves that some of us have used it as an excuse to have the rest of the world take care of our kids. Yes, we all need undisturbed baths, time with friends, sanity breaks and an occasional life outside of parenthood. But we live in a time when parenting magazines recommend trying to commit to 10 minutes a day with each child and scheduling one Saturday a month as family day. That’s not okay! Our children don’t need Nintendos, computers, after school activities, ballet lessons, play groups and soccer practice nearly as much as they need US. They need fathers who sit and listen to their days, mothers who join in and make crafts with them, parents who take the time to read them stories and act like idiots with them. They need us to take walks with them and not mind the .1 MPH pace of a toddler on a spring night. They deserve to help us make supper even though it takes twice as long and makes it twice as much work. They deserve to know that they’re a priority for us and that we truly love to be with them.
(Author: Alicia Bayer @ http://magicalchildhood.wordpress.com/2010/08/31/what-should-a-4-year-old-know/)
Hope we could spend more time together, hope we can enjoy more.
It's crazy how things get to be for adults...when life becomes serious and complicated. I miss those days when I'd be allowed to play in the rain, those nights when we huddle under the moonlit sky and just talk...and dream...and wonder. Would you believe that I used to think that the moon follows me wherever I go? And my shadow is a different person? Nah, those were happy days.
I hope, more than ever, I'd be able to give you that...fun memories of childhood cause its priceless. I hope I'll be able to fight for that.
I love you.
~mommy
Saturday, October 5, 2013
Dear Max,
There are so many good things that I wanted to tell you. But life is not only about good things...there are some "not so" good about it too.
Things have changed so much...and what's tricky about change is that its not always for the better.
Change is good if you're in charge of change...if you're the one creating change. But if someone else is choosing for you, if you're adjusting into someone else's wants and whims then, its not so good anymore.
When you grow up, make an effort to lead...to bring change...for the better.
You will always have the power to choose what is better...for you and for the people around you.
A lot of people choose to be miserable...because by being miserable and unhappy they think that they are living the life of a saint. They find meaning in their suffering and they hate those people who tries to be happy. They suck the life out of those people who have a joyful soul.
Don't be like that anak. Choose to be happy so you can contribute happiness to this world. If you can't bring happiness to others, then, atleast do not be a cause of their sadness.
Be careful of those people who are addicted to sadness. First, they will try to make you feel responsible for making them happy, for saving them from a life of misery. But when you believe them, when you accept to be the source of their happiness, they will try to change you to be like them...and when you change, they will blame you for changing...they will hate you because you can't bring them happiness anymore.
Get away from these people.. Don't feel guilty if you leave them unhappy...you can and will never make them happy anyway because sadness and misery is their fuel, that's what's keeping them alive. So leave, if you can...and never, never look back.
We can always choose to be happy. Choose it. There is no virtue in suffering and misery especially when everyone knows you are suffering. You have no responsibility to make other people happy, it's their responsibility to their selves...its your responsibility to your self.
Live a life of joy...for as long as you can. Search for those things that will make you happy, for those feelings that will fulfill you.
And don't forget the small stuffs, sometimes, when life gets too big to handle, the small stuff will save you...sunrise...sunset...flowers...birds...even the snail hiding in its shell.
I love you.
~mommy
There are so many good things that I wanted to tell you. But life is not only about good things...there are some "not so" good about it too.
Things have changed so much...and what's tricky about change is that its not always for the better.
Change is good if you're in charge of change...if you're the one creating change. But if someone else is choosing for you, if you're adjusting into someone else's wants and whims then, its not so good anymore.
When you grow up, make an effort to lead...to bring change...for the better.
You will always have the power to choose what is better...for you and for the people around you.
A lot of people choose to be miserable...because by being miserable and unhappy they think that they are living the life of a saint. They find meaning in their suffering and they hate those people who tries to be happy. They suck the life out of those people who have a joyful soul.
Don't be like that anak. Choose to be happy so you can contribute happiness to this world. If you can't bring happiness to others, then, atleast do not be a cause of their sadness.
Be careful of those people who are addicted to sadness. First, they will try to make you feel responsible for making them happy, for saving them from a life of misery. But when you believe them, when you accept to be the source of their happiness, they will try to change you to be like them...and when you change, they will blame you for changing...they will hate you because you can't bring them happiness anymore.
Get away from these people.. Don't feel guilty if you leave them unhappy...you can and will never make them happy anyway because sadness and misery is their fuel, that's what's keeping them alive. So leave, if you can...and never, never look back.
We can always choose to be happy. Choose it. There is no virtue in suffering and misery especially when everyone knows you are suffering. You have no responsibility to make other people happy, it's their responsibility to their selves...its your responsibility to your self.
Live a life of joy...for as long as you can. Search for those things that will make you happy, for those feelings that will fulfill you.
And don't forget the small stuffs, sometimes, when life gets too big to handle, the small stuff will save you...sunrise...sunset...flowers...birds...even the snail hiding in its shell.
I love you.
~mommy
Monday, September 9, 2013
In choosing your career...
Dear Max,
Do whatever makes you happy.
Don't ever let anyone tell you what you can and cannot do...who you can and cannot be. You're the only one who has the power to know that...to choose that. My only advice is...choose whatever makes you happy.
Life is hard...work is hard but if you're happy with what you are doing, you will survive...you will overcome every obstacles that will come your way.
Every beginning is difficult but things will get easier as you gain more skills, as you gain more friends, as you gain more experience. Be an expert at what you love to do...and continue learning and enjoying life.
Enjoy while you're young...so you will have happy memories to look back to when things get serious...and believe me they will. Those happy memories will be your shield, your air, your anchor.
I hope you will find whatever will make you happy and I pray that you will have the courage to fight for it. Be brave, be very brave.
I love you.
~mommy
Do whatever makes you happy.
Don't ever let anyone tell you what you can and cannot do...who you can and cannot be. You're the only one who has the power to know that...to choose that. My only advice is...choose whatever makes you happy.
Life is hard...work is hard but if you're happy with what you are doing, you will survive...you will overcome every obstacles that will come your way.
Every beginning is difficult but things will get easier as you gain more skills, as you gain more friends, as you gain more experience. Be an expert at what you love to do...and continue learning and enjoying life.
Enjoy while you're young...so you will have happy memories to look back to when things get serious...and believe me they will. Those happy memories will be your shield, your air, your anchor.
I hope you will find whatever will make you happy and I pray that you will have the courage to fight for it. Be brave, be very brave.
I love you.
~mommy
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Guess what?
Dear Max,
Guess what?! It's daddy's birthday tommorrow! What do we give him? Hmmmm...hindi ko rin maisip. Sabi nya kasi wag na raw tayo bumili ng gift...kasi malakas ka raw dumede! Hehe! So maybe, we'll just write him a letter...
"Dear daddy,
Happy happy birthday! Hope being 36 means you feel much younger, much happier and wiser ( sige na nga, sexier na rin!). Hope marami pang 36 years na magdaan na magkakasama tayo...even if it means we're so old we can't even remember our names! Don't you worry, hopefully, Max will remind us who we are!
We love you so much daddy! Mmmmmwuah!
Love,
Nova and Max"
Guess what?! It's daddy's birthday tommorrow! What do we give him? Hmmmm...hindi ko rin maisip. Sabi nya kasi wag na raw tayo bumili ng gift...kasi malakas ka raw dumede! Hehe! So maybe, we'll just write him a letter...
"Dear daddy,
Happy happy birthday! Hope being 36 means you feel much younger, much happier and wiser ( sige na nga, sexier na rin!). Hope marami pang 36 years na magdaan na magkakasama tayo...even if it means we're so old we can't even remember our names! Don't you worry, hopefully, Max will remind us who we are!
We love you so much daddy! Mmmmmwuah!
Love,
Nova and Max"
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Wreck it Ralph Saturday!
Dear Max,
Natulog ka habang nanonood tyo ng Wreck it Ralph...siguro nagsasawa ka na kasi ilang beses na natin ito napanood...kaso favorite talaga ito ni mommy eh! :)
Natulog ka habang nanonood tyo ng Wreck it Ralph...siguro nagsasawa ka na kasi ilang beses na natin ito napanood...kaso favorite talaga ito ni mommy eh! :)
Goodnight luvy dubs...
"always be a good boy, grow up to be a good and responsible man. Always try to be happy, but always choose what is right...and noble...and good. Follow your dreams and never ever ignore the whispers of your heart. Always know that mommy and daddy are here for you..."
I love you.
~mommy
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Dear Max,
Nabangga si mommy nung Tuesday...nagmamadali kasi ako makauwi. Pero hindi kasalanan ni mommy ( actually, anak, lahat naman ng nababangga sinasabi nila na hindi nila kasalanan kya masanay ka na! Hehe), may pinagbigyan kasi akong gustong sumingit sa harap ko, at hinintay ko talaga syang kumanan dahil ayaw kong makipag gitgitan, ayun, bigla ko na lang naramdaman na may bumangga sa likod ko...hindi raw ako nakita nung jeep...( naliliitan ka ba sa kin?!)
Medyo nalungkot si mommy. Hindi ko rin maipaliwanag kung bakit. Siguro dala na rin ng pagod ko at stress sa trabaho.
Nagsick leave ako kinabukasan, sumakit kasi yung mga muscles ko sa likod at leeg, kya nman whole day tayong nagplay-play. Hindi ka talaga natulog ng hapon, sinulit mo ang pagkakasakit ko, nagtulungan tyo buong araw...habang sinasabog mo yung mga gamit, nililigpit naman ni mommy! Bagay tayo di ba? We complement each other! Hehe! Dahil dito, hindi na ko ulit magsisick leave! Wahhhh!
Pumasok na ko ulet ngayon, may training kasi kami sa office kaya kailangan kong pumasok. May mga bali-balitang may namatay na dalawang medreps daw...nabangga sila ng bus habang naghahatid ng doktor. Kinilabutan ako...hay, buti na lang jeep lang bumangga sa kin at hindi total wreck ang kotse ko at higit sa lahat nakauwi pa rin ako sayo...
Sana someday, mabigyan din ako ng chance na mabago ang mga bagay-bagay na gusto kong baguhin. Sana magawa ko rin ang mga bagay-bagay na gusto kong gawin...
Nabasa ko to kanina lang, parang na-touch yung puso ko, malay mo, someday, paglaki mo, ma-touch ka rin nito...
Give us this day, Lord, our daily miracle.
Even if we are incapable of noticing it because our mind is focussed on great deeds and conquests. Even if we are too preoccupied with day-to-day life to know that our path was changed by it.
And when we are sad, help us to keep our eyes open to the life around us: a flower opening, the stars in the sky, the distant singing of a bird or a child’s voice nearby.
Help us to understand that there are certain things so important that we have to discover them without anyone’s help. And that we should not feel alone and helpless, because You are there with us, ready to intervene if our feet go perilously close to the abyss.
Help us to continue onward despite the fear and to accept the inexplicable despite our need to explain and know everything.
Help us to understand that Love’s strength lies in its contradictions and that Love lasts because it changes and not because it stays the same and never faces any challenges.
And to understand, too, that each time we see the humble exalted and the arrogant humbled, we are witnessing a miracle.
Help us to know that when our legs are tired, we can keep walking thanks to the strength in our hearts, and that when our hearts are tired, we can still carry on thanks to the strength of our Faith.
~taken from MANUSCRIPT FOUND IN ACCRA ( Paulo Coelho )
Habang natutulog ka ngayon sa tabi ko (nagtimpla na ko ng dede mo para hindi ko na kailangan tumayo pag nagising ka), alam ko na kahit gaano pa kahirap ang mga bagay-bagay, or kahit gaano pa ang lungkot na maramdaman ko, pag naisip kita, pag nakita ko yung smile mo, pag niyakap mo ko...somehow, everything is much lighter... much bearable and much much brighter.
And yes, I thank God that you are here with us.
Love you mimi.
~mommy
Nabangga si mommy nung Tuesday...nagmamadali kasi ako makauwi. Pero hindi kasalanan ni mommy ( actually, anak, lahat naman ng nababangga sinasabi nila na hindi nila kasalanan kya masanay ka na! Hehe), may pinagbigyan kasi akong gustong sumingit sa harap ko, at hinintay ko talaga syang kumanan dahil ayaw kong makipag gitgitan, ayun, bigla ko na lang naramdaman na may bumangga sa likod ko...hindi raw ako nakita nung jeep...( naliliitan ka ba sa kin?!)
Medyo nalungkot si mommy. Hindi ko rin maipaliwanag kung bakit. Siguro dala na rin ng pagod ko at stress sa trabaho.
Nagsick leave ako kinabukasan, sumakit kasi yung mga muscles ko sa likod at leeg, kya nman whole day tayong nagplay-play. Hindi ka talaga natulog ng hapon, sinulit mo ang pagkakasakit ko, nagtulungan tyo buong araw...habang sinasabog mo yung mga gamit, nililigpit naman ni mommy! Bagay tayo di ba? We complement each other! Hehe! Dahil dito, hindi na ko ulit magsisick leave! Wahhhh!
Pumasok na ko ulet ngayon, may training kasi kami sa office kaya kailangan kong pumasok. May mga bali-balitang may namatay na dalawang medreps daw...nabangga sila ng bus habang naghahatid ng doktor. Kinilabutan ako...hay, buti na lang jeep lang bumangga sa kin at hindi total wreck ang kotse ko at higit sa lahat nakauwi pa rin ako sayo...
Sana someday, mabigyan din ako ng chance na mabago ang mga bagay-bagay na gusto kong baguhin. Sana magawa ko rin ang mga bagay-bagay na gusto kong gawin...
Nabasa ko to kanina lang, parang na-touch yung puso ko, malay mo, someday, paglaki mo, ma-touch ka rin nito...
Give us this day, Lord, our daily miracle.
Even if we are incapable of noticing it because our mind is focussed on great deeds and conquests. Even if we are too preoccupied with day-to-day life to know that our path was changed by it.
And when we are sad, help us to keep our eyes open to the life around us: a flower opening, the stars in the sky, the distant singing of a bird or a child’s voice nearby.
Help us to understand that there are certain things so important that we have to discover them without anyone’s help. And that we should not feel alone and helpless, because You are there with us, ready to intervene if our feet go perilously close to the abyss.
Help us to continue onward despite the fear and to accept the inexplicable despite our need to explain and know everything.
Help us to understand that Love’s strength lies in its contradictions and that Love lasts because it changes and not because it stays the same and never faces any challenges.
And to understand, too, that each time we see the humble exalted and the arrogant humbled, we are witnessing a miracle.
Help us to know that when our legs are tired, we can keep walking thanks to the strength in our hearts, and that when our hearts are tired, we can still carry on thanks to the strength of our Faith.
~taken from MANUSCRIPT FOUND IN ACCRA ( Paulo Coelho )
Habang natutulog ka ngayon sa tabi ko (nagtimpla na ko ng dede mo para hindi ko na kailangan tumayo pag nagising ka), alam ko na kahit gaano pa kahirap ang mga bagay-bagay, or kahit gaano pa ang lungkot na maramdaman ko, pag naisip kita, pag nakita ko yung smile mo, pag niyakap mo ko...somehow, everything is much lighter... much bearable and much much brighter.
And yes, I thank God that you are here with us.
Love you mimi.
~mommy
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Dear Max,
This blog will be just between you and me...
I love you dubydubs!
As you sleep soundly on my lap tonight ( but eventually you rolled down the bed), I realized how lucky I am to have such a sweet sweet little baby.
I love the way you kiss my lips when you want me to wake up and play with you.
I love the sound of your laugh when you're happy...and oh boy, it's so easy to make you happy!
I love the way you "dance" when you hear the slightest tune...and the way you gladly clap your hands after each "performance"!
I love the way you smile when you wake up...the way you lean to me or to daddy when you're still sleepy.
I'm glad that you don't want to do those baby stuff that we, parents want to teach our children, like "close/open" or "beautiful eyes". For a while, me and daddy were worried but I realized that you know how to do it you just don't want to do it. You just do whatever makes you happy...and i'm glad. You're so original...spontaneous...carefree.
I don't want to worry about the future because I know that everything will be well.
I love you.
~mommy
This blog will be just between you and me...
I love you dubydubs!
As you sleep soundly on my lap tonight ( but eventually you rolled down the bed), I realized how lucky I am to have such a sweet sweet little baby.
I love the way you kiss my lips when you want me to wake up and play with you.
I love the sound of your laugh when you're happy...and oh boy, it's so easy to make you happy!
I love the way you "dance" when you hear the slightest tune...and the way you gladly clap your hands after each "performance"!
I love the way you smile when you wake up...the way you lean to me or to daddy when you're still sleepy.
I'm glad that you don't want to do those baby stuff that we, parents want to teach our children, like "close/open" or "beautiful eyes". For a while, me and daddy were worried but I realized that you know how to do it you just don't want to do it. You just do whatever makes you happy...and i'm glad. You're so original...spontaneous...carefree.
I don't want to worry about the future because I know that everything will be well.
I love you.
~mommy
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