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1st Day of 2nd Grade to a New School

When the news about us moving came to Matthew, we were still in the Philippines. I had been thinking for awhile about how to break the news to him, for I wasn’t so sure about how he was going to take it. But then, one day, he overheard about the move from one my conversations with Hubby over Skype.

I gave him the confirmation that indeed we were going to move to Florida and stay with Grandma and Grandpa for awhile, which also means he’s going to transfer to a new school. Surprisingly, he didn’t mind the move at all. And he was excited to transfer to a new school. He did, however, have a little bit of a concern –

Matthew, to Hubby over Skype: “Daddy, if I transfer to a new school, am I going to be Kindergarten again? Cause I don’t want to!”

Hubby, aka Daddy: “No buddy! You’ll be 2nd grade.”

And he was fine!

(I think, it was a valid concern!)

Matthew, 1st Day of 2nd Grade to a new school

Matthew, 1st Day of 2nd Grade to a new school

He’s already met his new teacher last week. He said he’s nervous, but he’s fine while he anxiously waited for the school bus.

He has grown so much, so fast! 1st Day of school always breaks my heart. Sigh!


Turning 7 Years Old

So, today, the day before Matthew turns 7-years old, there are freshly baked cupcakes in the kitchen, all courtesy of Uncle Tom (Thomas).

Matthew, to me: “Are those cupcakes for my birthday?”
Me: “What birthday?”
Matthew: “It’s my birthday tomorrow!”
Me, continuing with my pretend denial: “Is it really?”

Matthew continues to make plans for his birthday, like decorating the cupcakes with lego toys. Matthew doesn’t know, but these cupcakes will be filled with chocolate pudding, frosted and topped with Oreo cookies, and they will be decorated with colorful candles and more … all for his 7th birthday!

Photo taken Aug. 13, 2013, Matthew, the night before he turned 7-years old.

Photo taken Aug. 13, 2013, Matthew, the night before he turned 7-years old.

Fine Day Biking

Fist published in Facebook on April 13, 2013:

Yesterday was a fine day, sunny with moderate clouds. Mark and I were outside. He pointed up and said to me, “Look! Mom! The clouds look like marshmallows.” I looked up. It was, indeed.

Last night, at bedtime, Matthew was whiny, asked me, “When is my teeth ever gonna fall off? It never falls off.” I just told him – when it’s time.

At 6-years old and almost completing 1st-grade, he has NOT lost a tooth yet, while all his classmates already have. And he’s been really anxious, especially for that visit by the Tooth Fairy!

This morning, after hearing a commotion between Mathew and Mark, Mark came to me crying, “I don’t like big brother. He made me mad.” Me, thinking – Yes Mark, use your words.

Matthew (6) and Mark (3) on a gorgeous Saturday. Taken on 2013 Apr 13

Matthew (6) and Mark (3) on a gorgeous Saturday. Taken on 2013 Apr 13

It did take a lot of ‘aggressive’ encouragement from me to convince Matthew to practice his biking, but he ended up having a good time.

Mark was more willing. He’s the one with the most fun especially after I took out his tricycle. Mark’s legs are still short for his tricycle. He couldn’t pedal effectively yet, so I ended up pulling the tricycle (with Mark on it) with a rope… Me, tired!

Mark, a day before turning-3

This morning, Mark came over to me asking for a cookie. I told him, “No” and that he should eat his breakfast. And then he ran away, almost crying. And then, he stopped, looked back at me with a sour face, and said, “I don’t like you.”

He’s such a character!

This reminded me of the time a month or so back. He was playing with my iPhone. While I was trying to get his attention, I was telling him to do something, like pick-up his toys or something, he said to me, in a serious manner, “Shh! I want quiet.” I was stunned. (That’s exactly what I tell him, when he is being noisy and annoying.)

Weeks ago, on Spring break, we watched a movie, went malling, shopping and just walking and looking around, and just having fun. When everyone else are having fun, there is always Mark NOT having fun! (We would have this conversation almost all the time, while we were out and about.)

Mark, with a look of boredom: “Let’s go home.
Me: “You’re a party pooper.
Mark, smiles at me, like telling me that I’m being silly: “No. I’m Mark.

Mark has been sick with diarrhea, and has been puking since yesterday. This morning, he’s still sick and has a touch of fever, but otherwise he’s active and energetic. He did get his cookie! And he’s turning 3 years old tomorrow.

Mark (a day before turning 3), needs a haircut and loves milk!

Mark (a day before turning 3), needs a haircut and loves milk!

Another Bus Incident

First published in Facebook, January 29, 2013:

Read “When I grow up…

And once more, Matthew had another episode at the school bus.

Yesterday morning, according to the bus driver, Matthew missed his stop at the elementary school. Matthew, since Kindergarten last year, just like the other youngest/smallest bus riders, sits at the front of the bus at the first or second row. So yesterday morning, after the bus completed its route from the elementary school to the middle school, then to the high school, the driver found Matthew at the front seat right behind the driver seat. Matthew was sleeping!

Matthew still made it to the elementary school in time. Thanks to the school bus driver who didn’t have a choice but to make another round back to the elementary school, just for sleepyhead Matthew.

Matthew (6) and silly Mark (turning-3), Taken Jan. 29, 2013.

Matthew (6) and silly Mark (turning-3), Taken Jan. 29, 2013.

Is it Fall yet?

Originally posted in Facebook on October 15, 2012:

Matthew and Mark

Matthew and Mark, Photo taken on Oct. 14, 2012

While we were outside yesterday to catch some fresh air…

Matthew (6): “Do you smell that?
Me: “What?
Matthew: “I smell something stinky.

Then he came over to me and started sniffing – me.

Matthew: “No. It’s just a stinky smell in my imagination.

This morning, when Mark (2) woke up, he climbed to our bed, woke me up! So he and I had a few Mommy-and-Mark time in bed.

Me, pointing to his eyes: “What is this?
Mark: “Eyes.
Me, gently pinching his nose: “What is this?
Mark: “Nose and boogers.

I just love my boys.

Originally posted in Facebook on October 14, 2012:

Matthew and Mark, Photo taken on Oct. 3, 2012

Matthew and Mark, Photo taken on Oct. 3, 2012

Life With a Toddler, Mark

Originally posted in Facebook on October 8, 2012:It’s Matthew’s Fall Break, more than 1-week of no school. So he and Mark have been really cozy at home, mostly playing the Wii. Sure, they fight, don’t get along or together, they get in trouble. For causing trouble or for not listening to mommy, when I get fed up, I make the culprit(s) stand in the corner (for time-out) to think about what he/they did.This morning (right before this photo was taken), while Matthew and Mark were playing the Wii and not getting along (because Mark is pressing wrong buttons), Mark told his big brother Matthew to … stand in the corner! (Apparently, Mark is putting his big brother on a time-out!)

Mark is growing up to be such a character, and to think, he’s supposed to be sick. (For days, he has been coughing and have on-and-off fever.)

Mark (2) and Matthew (6), Fall Break

Mark (2) and Matthew (6), Fall Break

Originally posted in Facebook on October 8, 2012:As I was looking for my pen, I found new writings on the wall. I wonder who did it.It was Mark, as usual. And he wrote on himself too.

Mark (2)

Mark (2), Taken October 8, 2012.

Originally posted in Facebook on October 4, 2012:Mark (2) just sprinkled (cosmetic) body powder on my coffee. He must have thought it’s sugar. Sigh!The other day, he twisted open one of my perfume bottles, spilling its contents. So, through out the day, both Mark and I (and the whole first floor actually) smelled sweet and nice, more than usual, (sort-of) by accident!

Mark (2)

Mark (2)

Originally posted in Facebook on September 26, 2012I would REALLY like to tackle the playroom today. I don’t know where to start. Maybe I’ll start with Mark, by getting him out of there. But then, if he leaves the playroom, he usually takes the mess with him to other parts of the house. And then, if he stays in the playroom, it’s never going to get tackled. (Big sigh to this never-ending debate in my head.)

Mark (2)

Mark (2)

Originally posted in Facebook on September 7, 2012So Mark, 2 years old, was playing with my iPhone last night. He was seriously tapping on the phone, and then his demeanor changed. He made a face, and said, “Oh crap!” (It was so clear!)Me, in shock, “Oh crap! ” … Oopps!

Later on, I TRIED to blame this on hubby (about Mark learning bad expressions!). But he defended himself, saying that he doesn’t use that expression, and that he uses “Oh shit!” instead!

Way to go, Mommy and Daddy!

Mark (2)

Mark, Taken on Sept 6, 2012

Originally posted in Facebook on August 9, 2012:So I was on my laptop, then Mark (2) sat on my lap…Mark: “X it Mom.

Me: “What?

Mark took the mouse, navigated the pointer to the right-top of the screen, and clicked ‘X’ to close the browser. (He X-ed the browser, like he said!)

Me, dumbfounded!

Mark (2), Photo taken Aug 6, 2012

Mark (2), Photo taken Aug 6, 2012

Angry Birds, Matthew (6) and Mark (2)

Angry Birds, Matthew (6) and Mark (2), Photo taken Sep 1, 2012

Grandparents Day

Grandparents Day 2012

Matthew (6) and Mark (2) with Grandma and Grandpa on Grandparents Day, Taken on Sept 14, 2012

Grandparents Day

Photo: Grandpa and Grandma visiting Matthew in school (with Mark) for lunch on Grandparents Day! (Photo taken Sept. 14, 2012)

Originally posted in Facebook on September 14, 2012:

As the weekend is winding down, and Grandma and Grandpa are on their way back to Florida, I thank them for coming over (to Alabama, and for their willingness to take that drive back-and-forth) for Matthew’s Grandparents Day in school! They are wonderful grandparents!

With my own family so far away (in the Philippines), I feel a deep sense of relief, gratitude and appreciation that my in-laws are so supportive, kind and wonderful people. I couldn’t ask for more.

Originally posted in Facebook on July 14:

Books from Grandma

Books from Grandma

“Best books reflect universal truths with clarity and artistry. Such books reveal that man is essentially good and that life is infinitely worth living.” ~ Margaret e. Martignoni, Editor, Collier’s Junior Classics Series, Copyright 1962

I am so ecstatic that my mother-in-law has let me have her collection of old books of classic children’s stories! I am not-exactly a book enthusiast, but I understand the value of these books and their contents. They are treasures! Nothing beats classic stories being told in detail with words more than pictures. I am excited to read them, and to read them to my boys!

Poem, Having a coke with you


Beastly (2011)

So I was watching Beastly (2011), Gothic, whimsical love story and actually – my kind of movie!

The movie included this poem by Frank O’Hara. I have never heard of this poem before, but it’s so striking, that I had to look it up. And I find it is more interesting than I first suspected.

Frank O’Hara is a well-travelled art critic and a modern poet. If only I’ve experienced being in those places he mentioned (in France, Spain, including New York), or having seen wonderful portraits and artwork he had seen. Just maybe, I might have a glimpse of his experience of having a coke with that someone. But then, maybe, what he is trying to say is that – partly because of love, a simple – having a coke with THE special someone is even more fun …


is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona
partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian
partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt
partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches
partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary
it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles

and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint
you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them

I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world
except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick
which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together the first time
and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism
just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or
at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me
and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them
when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank
or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully
as the horse

it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience
which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it

—Frank O’Hara

Mark, 2 Years Old

Mark, 2 Years Old

Mark, 2 Years Old (Photo taken on May 17, 2012)

Mark, 2 Years Old

Mark, 2 Years Old
Photo taken on May 5, 2012

Mark, at 2-years old …

  • has fallen off the kitchen counter a few times
  • has sprayed his mouth with Lysol cleaner
  • got his head stuck in between the banisters in the stairs on the same spot 3 times in a row!
  • got himself stuck on the baby gate …
  • can connect words to form sentence, like “Come Mommy.“, “Daddy here?“, “Matthew play“, “Am I a cow?“, “I want this. “, among many others
  • answers, with so much glee, “Yes!” to questions like, “Is Mommy pretty?”, “Is Daddy handsome?”
  • identifies letters like M, A, R, K, among many others
  • can put his shoes on, but most often with the help of big brother
  • loves band-aid! He makes up imaginary boo-boos just to get a band-aid stuck to his elbow or knee, his favorite spots; And when he is crying for God-knows-what-I-have-no-clue, I give him a band-aid and it never fails to cheer him up!
  • after tumbling on a chair and cutting his lower lip (oh, it was a bloody event) now has a scar uder his lip. His scar doesn’t look all that bad, honestly, that it actually adds character to his face! he pouts a lot more now to show off.
  • copies his big brother Matthew all the time, much to Matthew’s dis amusement
  • loves Daddy! He knows when Daddy’s home right before I hear the door.
  • hogs the TV, loves NickJr!
  • loves popsicle, but only half of it! He just don’t want to eat the whole thing.
  • loves rice, hotdog,…

Mark is such a big boy now!

Mark Trapped, Photo taken on April 24, 2012

Mark Trapped! 😉 [Photo taken on April 24, 2012]

Originally posted in Facebook on May 1, 2012:

I still use a fence to keep Mark in one area of the house so I can watch him better. At 2-years old, he is taller, and can easily climb OVER the fence, so I position the fence a little higher (to prevent him from climbing OVER). But having the fence higher, he still found a way to escape the room, or so he thought! 😉

Disclaimer: No child was hurt in the taking of this picture. Mark is crying, NOT because he is hurt, but because he could NOT move further towards the direction he wants!

Matthew (5) and Mark (2)

Matthew (5) helping little brother Mark (2) with his shoes! One of the many times they do get along. (Photo taken on May 17, 2012)

Originally in Facebook on May 20, 2012:

Most of the time they get along really well, but there are a lot of times, too, when they don’t. On Friday night, they were fighting over a mask! Mark pulled the mask off Matthew’s face (because he wanted his turn and Matthew wouldn’t let him). The mask slingshot to Matthew’s right eye. Matthew cried HARD, couldn’t open his eye, saw the doctor later on; and just as I suspected, Matthew has lacerations in his eye. On the next day (Saturday), I was concerned that he might get severe eye infection from the previoius injury and all the rubbing he was doing on his eye, but the prescription eye-drops must have prevented it as Matthew still has not shown any infection in his eye and it’s healing really well. But guess who developed an eye infection on his right eye out of God-knows-what–cause-I-have-no-clue on the same day? Mark did! It’s not severe and it’s nothing that a warm compress can’t treat, but … the irony with these two boys just blows my mind.

For all who are concerned, both Matthew and Mark are doing well, and their eyes are healing.

UPDATE: Mark had a slight fever (must be from the eye infection), but he is better now; and his pink (sore) eye is clearing up a bit!

The Irony in My Life

Me and my Boys, Easter Morning

Me and my Boys, Mark (2) and Matthew (5) at Easter Morning, April 8, 2012

Originally posted in Facebook on April 26 at 8:20am:

The other night, my 5-year old Mathew was crying hard because he refuses to do his homework. I got fed up! I dragged him outside the door, told him if he doesn’t do his homework and chores, he doesn’t deserve to live in the house, that he will live outside! (I know, I can be tough that way! But I got to do what I have to do.) He then calmed down, and told me that he doesn’t want to live outside, in his words, “… because it’s dirty out there.” And then he did his homework calmly!

So last night, while I was lecturing Matthew to do his homework and chores, he is more agreeable to me. He said, “Yes Ma’am. I will do my homework and chores, so I will not live outside.” Upon hearing this, my 2-year old Mark panicked! He rushed to get his shoes, and was knocking at the door to go out. All he heard was the word ‘outside‘ for him to think we were going outside. And since we were not going outside, I had to deal, this time, with Mark, crying hard on the floor out of frustration for NOT going outside!

Sometimes, the ironies in my life just blow my mind!

Originally posted in Facebook on April 23 at 12:36pm:

Matthew: Mommy, what is a mammal?

I know for a fact that – a mammal is an animal characterized by their mammary glands. I realized that that definition has so many implications, so I thought hard to not mention ‘mammary glands’ or ‘boobs’

Me: You know, animals like pigs and dogs.

Matthew: You’re right, Mommy, ’cause they are warm blooded and have hair.

Me: You are so smart!

It’s SO hard to think of a 5-year old age appropriate answer! I don’t want to be tested again!

Originally posted in Facebook on April 18 at 7:20am:

Listen earnestly to anything your children want to tell you, no matter what. If you don’t listen eagerly to the little stuff when they are little, they won’t tell you the big stuff when they are big, because to them all of it has always been big stuff. ~ Catherine M. Wallace

Now that Matthew talks so earnestly, I struggle so much with listening to him earnestly, especially early in the morning, when we are rushing to get ready for school. When in between brushing his teeth and putting his clothes on, he’ll stop, get my attention, and start to tell me, “Mommy, I need to tell you something.” And then, I’m supposed to listen earnestly without fuming when he continues with, “My butt is itchy.

Matthew (5) and Mark (2)

Matthew (5) and Mark (2), Photo taken on April 14, 2012

Photo originally posted in Facebook on April 14 at 12:08pm:

My boys, Matthew (5) and Mark (2) … sporting plain white shirt, casual shorts, sunglasses and matching footwear for our late morning stroll!

Originally posted in Facebook on March 31 at 12:01pm:

Matthew: I want to play the Wii.

Me: Okay. Pick up all the toys on the floor first.

A lot of minutes later …

Me: Matthew, you haven’t picked up the toys yet.

Matthew: I don’t want to play Wii anymore.

Cranky Mark

Cranky Mark, Photo taken on March 16, 2012

Photo originally posted in Facebook on March 16 at 8:36am:

Mark’s 3 words, “I am cranky!”

All he wanted to do was to explore inside the refrigerator, but I wouldn’t open the refrigerator door for him. He didn’t want to eat. What he wanted was to play with the ketchup and salad-dressing bottles and the raw eggs in the refrigerator.

Not Showing Off

Originally posted in Facebook on April 30, 2012:



The other day, we were watching ‘Captain America’ over and over. Throughout the day, we just kept starting it over when it ended, because Matthew wanted to watch it AGAIN for the 2nd, 3rd time. When hubby came home from work, he watched it with us.

Matthew was watching so intently at the part where the little guy transforms into ‘Captain America’ (see the photo). (This must be his favorite part!)

Matthew: “Whoa! He looks strong!” (Directing his attention to Hubby aka Daddy) “Are you strong, Daddy?”
Daddy: “Yes, I am!”
Matthew (Coming over to Daddy, tugging his shirt to see his chest): “Let me see! Let me see!”
Daddy: “I don’t want to. I don’t want to show off!”

I kept quiet, but that father-and-son conversation made my day!