Zi chose indoor rock climbing for her birthday. Turned out to be an awesome time for the kids to learn together! Zi cleared 6 courses, and developed a love for climbing. Even Elle at 4 years old almost reached the top. They all did great, some conquering their fear of heights and trusting the harness as they jumped down. This place we went to were kid friendly, as well as accommodating more experienced climbers. But they were the only one that allowed 4 year olds to climb. We’ll definitely repeat this activity again soon.
Happy birthday to the most selfless woman I know- my mom. Ruth Fabila. She has taken it to a whole new incredible level when I saw how she sat, cried, prayed for my dad by his hospital bed last week, and now, how she continues to act in love by taking care of his every need as he recovers, despite her fatigue and pain. I love you, Ma. I’m proud to be your daughter and blessed that my own daughters have you as an example to look up to the rest of their lives. Happy birthday, Ma.
2nd gift perze gave me for my birthday. Yes, I’m a clean freak. I’m not the cleanest person, but I do need to clean. And this has become my best friend. I’m not kidding. I LOVE how it handles. I love you perze for supporting this odd side of me. You know how this would make a sadistic heart melt. old vacuum new dyson takes 2 arms to push only one hand, so light to push lift up to turn so easy to manuever because of the ball can’t even pick up hair picks up hair and even pills that stick to carpet suctions sucks! suction is incredibly strong, even on our shag carpet ugly, takes up so much space sexy, extremely space efficient weighs like a huge plumber who hasn’t dieted since the 70’s light, can carry it with one hand, other hand carrying a baby annoyingly loud for something that doesn’t pick up anything not as loud, and takes half the time to vacuum a room i want to beat it up & make fun of its mama every time i use it i want to give it a name and let it adopt our family […]
So…Perze knows I’ve been wanting a Videoke since 2007 when we last visited the Philippines. This year, for my birthday, he told me he was going with his brother to go exchange money. After being away for almost two hours, I already had a feeling that he was being tricky and buying me something for my birthday. He’s always like that every time he wants to buy me a gift. He says he has to go somewhere, when all the while, he’s scrambling for a present he has on his mind. This year, he came back with a huge bag and inside, yep, a VIDEOKE! Yay! I’m so Filipino! Yay! Secretly, all I want to do some days is sing into a mic and pretend I can sing. And now, my secret wish can finally take place in my own living room. Not only did he get a videoke, he got an expandable one, wireless, and one that comes with 2 mics. Tons of features, and the sales clerk told us that the mics are replaceable. And not only did he buy this, but two expandable chips with an extra 600 songs. 🙂 My husband. His love language in loving […]
One of Emma’s favorite stories that I constantly recount is the day of her birth. When she’s sad, and is difficult to console, I’ll quickly jump to that memory, and she’ll quiet down, stop the sniffling, and bury herself in the warmth of my recollection. That day was five years ago. I was 25 and wasn’t prepared at all of what motherhood entailed. I never knew what sacrifice actually felt like until it manifested at that moment I held her in my arms. I knew at that specific moment that my life was for her. My life was not just my own, but all my decisions would somehow compose and impact her make up. Her life was so fragile, and at five years, it still is, even more so, because her comprehension, emotions, cognition, self esteem is somehow affected by me. Every time I look at her changing face, I know it’s slowly morphing, even as I look. The shape is elongating. Her smiles are changing her look and revealing more complex emotions. Before, as a baby, it was simple to know whether or not she was happy. Now, sometimes a smile can be forced, or secretly trying to hide […]
Happy 1st Birthday, Zi. For Zi’s birthday blog, redirect HERE: https://twelvesixteen.net/home/2010/06/03/classic-twelvesixteen/may-9-goodbye-to-infancy/
“A ruffled rose unfurls below the elegant v-straps on this flowing frock from Burlapp. Complete with elastic at the back for a perfect fit.” Ever since this dress came out, I’ve been salivating over it. Having not been in any of the stores nearby, I was about to order it online, but it’s a good thing I waited. My birthday came right on time, because my loving husband took the whole family on a day out just to buy my presents. And wouldn’t you know it, they had my dress there! The ladies in the store were so helpful, that they went three floors down just to find the dress in their stock. I tried the size 4, but had to size up because the bust wouldn’t fit me. I’ve gotten a tag bigger since Zienne was born, but even if I go down again, this size will just fit me more easily and relaxed. I LOVE the dress. You know those dresses that you try on and once it’s on, you know you’re in love? Well, this was it. This is going to be my little black dress. The rosette in the front screams me…being a huge giganta-fan of […]