tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-283070032024-03-06T01:37:41.255+08:00my journeys in lifeit's all about my everyday life as a mom, a wife and everything else in between..Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-52157398930656436342010-02-09T21:04:00.008+08:002010-02-09T21:31:46.337+08:00changing lanes<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It's been over a year since my last update on this blog. A lot has changed already. We are now a family of four.<br /><br />After the break of dawn on the 11th day of August, I gave birth to our second baby – our son, Liam. We have all waited for Liam’s arrival. Everyone was excited to see Caitlyn’s baby brother – the one everyone said would complete the family. Carlo and I have prepared well for the coming of Liam – bought all the baby stuff that we need, saved enough money for my delivery, renovated the 3rd room in the house for the nursery. We were ready for Liam – and so we thought. Liam caught everyone by surprise – he was born with Down Syndrome.<br /><br />While parents would normally celebrate the arrival of their babies, it was different with me and the rest of the family at that time. I didn’t even know how to respond to “Congratulations” text messages. It felt like I have lost somebody. It was one of the most difficult time in my life. I wasn’t prepared for this. This was not the baby we were expecting. We have great expectations and big dreams for Liam. All of these seem to have shattered. They were all replaced by fear and uncertainties. How are we going to raise a child with Down Syndrome? Is he going to learn how to talk? Will Caitlyn be able to play with him? Will we be able to send him to school? Will he be able to feed and bathe himself? What will happen to Liam when Carlo and I are gone? Can Caitlyn take care of him? How will Caitlyn be able to accept this? There were just so many questions but couldn’t find a single answer. That didn’t seem real. I only read it from the internet. I only hear this happening to other people. Why us? Why Liam?<br /><br />The first two weeks was the most difficult. There wasn’t a single day that I would not cry. I prayed everyday asking the Lord to help find the answer to my questions, to help me understand HIS purpose of giving us Liam, to help me become a stronger person for Liam and the rest of the family. During these times, I only hold on to two things: my faith and my family. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Liam will be celebrating his 6th month in 2 days. It’s been 6 months of countless trip to his doctors, consultation with a Cardiologist, Gastroenterologist, Orthopedics, Surgeon, Developmental Pedia – Liam has probably met more doctors than I did in my 33 years of existence, two long vacations at Makati Med, two pending surgeries, and a handful of maintenance medicines. We’re not out of the tunnel yet, but I can say that I’m far better now. Yes, I still cry, but for different reasons now – more often because of the overwhelming joy seeing Liam smiles.<br /><br />The past six months have given me a lot of lessons in life. It made me realized my priorities. It taught me how to appreciate life. It has forced me to slow down and in the process, made me understand what is most important. It has drawn families closer to each other, and more importantly made my faith strongest. I have learned to live one day at a time and thank the Lord for each day spent with Liam. I would be honest to say that there are times when I will be all stressed and freaked out that I will end up having fights with Carlo – but these had just made us realized how much we love each other and how important our marriage and our family is to us.<br /><br />It’s still a long road ahead of us, and slowly we’re gonna get there. For now, I just needed to shift gear and change lanes…</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAqca8PzFQZXMCLRHHUItySF8vLoKLmXiMK4stv0tcsx49hy7iORQUaiJlHzc2knI3Fq_mkiFvp-_ERHr0A8SZj0C7jqeyNSlwO8bvv8dobcYXqvOdbeRQQK1veIxU5Kl1SZX9/s1600-h/IMG_3009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436232551947018290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAqca8PzFQZXMCLRHHUItySF8vLoKLmXiMK4stv0tcsx49hy7iORQUaiJlHzc2knI3Fq_mkiFvp-_ERHr0A8SZj0C7jqeyNSlwO8bvv8dobcYXqvOdbeRQQK1veIxU5Kl1SZX9/s320/IMG_3009.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">Our Liam - Jan2010</span> </div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-76968215791486358282008-07-10T23:37:00.006+08:002008-07-10T23:57:55.893+08:00sweetest words ever!I was busy chopping tomatoes in the kitchen when Caitlyn suddenly said: "Mom, you're the best mommy!"<br /><br />I was surprised, really! Those were the most wonderful words I've heard ever, probably even better to the "will you marry me" line of my husband when he proposed to me ;)<br /><br />It touched my heart, big time!<br /><br />Syempre hindi papatalo, mylove asked Caitlyn, "What about Daddy?"<br /><br />Caitlyn replied: "Daddy is a boy"<br /><br />Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-75593930324035363412008-05-03T00:16:00.004+08:002008-05-03T00:21:43.028+08:00ernie and bert?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2QdzBMR9F3pzOGCpmOrW6Zxi1BB0J7f77yvkZ2jaeWuBJOmBequ67-dNyzP8Q1Pi6kbUJze2lip8awMA8o7PQ_lgww4JpScL6RLg_5yvjv03VO1QdpLWARs0Ylc91k3RAKVFY/s1600-h/DSC02975.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195815820518889890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2QdzBMR9F3pzOGCpmOrW6Zxi1BB0J7f77yvkZ2jaeWuBJOmBequ67-dNyzP8Q1Pi6kbUJze2lip8awMA8o7PQ_lgww4JpScL6RLg_5yvjv03VO1QdpLWARs0Ylc91k3RAKVFY/s320/DSC02975.JPG" border="0" /></a> No. It's Caitlyn and Bert. This was taken this morning. The moment she woke up, she immediately went to her drawing board and drew. She said it's Bert. <br /><br />In fairness, it does look like Bert, only with a moustache ;)<br /><div></div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-82028288396796029752008-05-02T23:27:00.003+08:002008-05-02T23:37:08.068+08:00my name is..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7tsHCdqG2hsu44V9fGsovyauTud16uPhBNH_pEzaIH1irWd8nemaU5LE6B-Fz6uiqRAAdgugwfkuqzivzwRXlLXAdMPs39Z1hgAv-K6EYWmWLMFVCVjqVMMeM5LuiXEpBXfnz/s1600-h/DSC02979.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195803566977194386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7tsHCdqG2hsu44V9fGsovyauTud16uPhBNH_pEzaIH1irWd8nemaU5LE6B-Fz6uiqRAAdgugwfkuqzivzwRXlLXAdMPs39Z1hgAv-K6EYWmWLMFVCVjqVMMeM5LuiXEpBXfnz/s320/DSC02979.JPG" border="0" /></a> Caitlyn wrote this all by herself. She's learned how to spell her name a few weeks ago but was still having a hard time writing it because she still couldn't get the right strokes of the letters. Until last Monday. She saw a credit card bill, asked me whose mail is that and asked me if she can write her name on it. I said yes and was surprised to actually see her writing her name! Too bad though that she ran out of space before finishing her name. When I offered her the other side of the envelope, she already got distracted by her other toys and didn't want to write anymore.<br /><br />Nevertheless, I was one proud mommy seeing my little girl writing her name without anyone teaching or helping her :)<br /><div></div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-90091512059654133372008-05-01T20:15:00.002+08:002008-05-01T20:20:48.391+08:004 years and still countingMyLove and I will be celebrating our 4th year anniversary in one week's time. We haven't planned anything big because we just went out of town last week.<br /><br />We're thinking of just having dinner somewhere at Greenbelt. MyLove would also like to watch a movie but I'm still thinking. I'm not much into movies. I actually fall asleep most of the times so I hate watching movies at night ;)<br /><br />It doesn't really matter when and how we'll be celebrating our anniversary next week. As long we'll be together, that's all that matters.Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-3626647418227814842008-05-01T19:20:00.004+08:002008-05-01T20:14:45.173+08:00my night jobPaid blogging that is!<br /><br />I just signed up with <a href="http://developer.payperpost.com/">payperpost</a> and was surprised to get an approval after just a few minutes.<br /><br />Actually, this has been my second time to sign up with them. The first time was last September but didn't get approved. I learned though that it's easier to sign up now so I tried my luck the second time around. It was true indeed! I didn't have to wait for an email confirmation. It was approved almost instantly.<br /><br />I tried paid blogging a few months back but got hooked up with other things so this took a back seat for a while. But now that I'm back in the groove for blogging, I decided to get back on my blogging "career" as well. I would be very happy with the extra treats I'll be getting from paid blogging. I could use these for my trinkets and some indulgence :)<br /><br />I've also signed up with other paid blogging before but what makes PPP better is that you got to choose the topic that you want to write about. You can choose only those that interest you. You will not only earn by writing topics that is of interest but you'd get to learn from the information that's available from the web.<br /><br />I'm just so excited about it and I'm hoping to have the time to diligently attend to this night job.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.payperpost.com/?utm_source=opportunity&utm_medium=disclosure%2Bbadge"><img src="http://tinyurl.com/2er3eu" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><img src="http://tinyurl.com/yvjwly" />Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-44314609124230294072008-05-01T16:36:00.005+08:002008-05-01T16:45:42.479+08:00the new me!After almost 5yrs, I finally got the courage to bring my hair back how it was prior to getting married :)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieVuhIc6LoClxLsFG0lGHZdgLBfuMpXWUIc_yux9V_46CvuuagyVxTkZahpxQxrpyEPRxTMQ4CWSHEc4DMNWJsLbckQHMfrAO3hhXVxO4FnktSz3NQjPn2rrJYYJiDPEdkQ9Iu/s1600-h/DSC02962.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195326765477796226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieVuhIc6LoClxLsFG0lGHZdgLBfuMpXWUIc_yux9V_46CvuuagyVxTkZahpxQxrpyEPRxTMQ4CWSHEc4DMNWJsLbckQHMfrAO3hhXVxO4FnktSz3NQjPn2rrJYYJiDPEdkQ9Iu/s320/DSC02962.JPG" border="0" /></a>It felt liberating!<br /><br />Sana next time, yung katawan naman ;)Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-58972276631438012492008-05-01T00:43:00.005+08:002008-05-01T16:33:29.055+08:00meet mikeMeet Mike, Caitlyn's friend according to her :)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHe7VZ3eA03gRhkVjRa3Xim_Ep9QAOufbOFtTQE1URR97cBeGleVHx6Lr3VVRRO3EBOxNa3gInMJTSm6dBGaFv-wv9dC5auYR9HvLnlrEX1tZBwoVDwWZEuIzF20XeQr1Jyeu/s1600-h/DSC02966.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195324003813824882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHe7VZ3eA03gRhkVjRa3Xim_Ep9QAOufbOFtTQE1URR97cBeGleVHx6Lr3VVRRO3EBOxNa3gInMJTSm6dBGaFv-wv9dC5auYR9HvLnlrEX1tZBwoVDwWZEuIzF20XeQr1Jyeu/s320/DSC02966.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Background: She just finished drawing when I entered the room. </div><br /><div><em><blockquote><em>Caitlyn: Look Mom, it's Mike!</em><br /><em>Me: Mike? Mike Wazowski? (from Monsters, Inc.)</em><br /><em>Caitlyn: No, Mom. It's not Mike Wazowski. It's Mike!</em><br /><em>Me: Who's Mike? Is he your friend?</em><br /><em>Caitlyn: Yes, Mom. It's my friend! Can you take a picture of me and Mike?</em><br /></blockquote></em></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Hay.. kawawa naman ang anak ko. May imaginary friend na...</div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-71866796618841451992008-05-01T00:32:00.005+08:002008-05-01T00:41:17.246+08:00bad day!Before I got up from bed this morning to prepare for work, I felt that Caitlyn was a little warm. I checked her temperature and confirmed that she had fever. I immediately decided not to come to work anymore so I can bring the little girl to her doctor. I was quite worried because it could possibly be related to the ear pain she was complaining about yesterday.<br /><br />We brought her to Makati Med and had her ears checked. Her doctor said she has ear infection and was given oral and topical antibiotics for her to take for a week.<br /><br />We also have her eyes checked and was referred to an ophtalmologist. Caitlyn's right eye has been teary since she was a baby and was often times irritated. The opthalmology said her tear duct might be blocked. She was given a topical antibiotics for the eyes and asked us to observe. If it doesn't get any better, he may need to flush it out. I'm hoping it'll no longer be needed because if it does, the little girl will have to be in general anesthesia :(<br /><br />Except for some (or a lot) of complaining and crying on having her take her antibiotics, Caitlyn now feels better. She's now deeply asleep. I'm just hoping her ear won't hurt tonight anymore.Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-78615913787487568312008-04-29T22:43:00.002+08:002008-04-29T22:49:51.518+08:00i'm no superwomanRight after we turned off the lights and I kissed Caitlyn goodnight, I went downstairs to finish some work. It's half past nine. About an hour later, I heard Caitlyn crying so I rushed upstairs. The little girl was crying hard and complaining that her ear hurt. I had to calm her down and put her back to sleep. She laid down very close to me as if she didn't want me go anywhere. I had to stay with her for about 30mins until she fell back to sleep. When I felt that she's back in slumber, I quietly sneaked out of the room hoping she'd not wake up and her ear would not hurt anymore.<br /><br />Now, I'm back in front of my laptop - trying to finish some work and send some files which I promised my boss I'd send to him tonight. It's almost 11pm... still working.<br /><br />Not that I'm complaining. <br /><br />But again, I'm still human.. I do still feel tired... and drained...Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-54706066253847316842008-04-20T21:47:00.002+08:002008-04-20T21:54:04.768+08:00caitlyn's version of..a turtle..<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdKq3LTJJbqblR2vuA98U1_Dxxxf36YVbJO6mM7u1Gudxt-GUDtgND2yy29RQI8yY4O5H7l04B6LTT0KN_wZvZXnzMvLeAAF_iSM7wBc_br7Dz-pOVgluE_DGvMpWmcN0x68Lw/s1600-h/DSC02889.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191325197214617538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdKq3LTJJbqblR2vuA98U1_Dxxxf36YVbJO6mM7u1Gudxt-GUDtgND2yy29RQI8yY4O5H7l04B6LTT0KN_wZvZXnzMvLeAAF_iSM7wBc_br7Dz-pOVgluE_DGvMpWmcN0x68Lw/s320/DSC02889.JPG" border="0" /></a> a giraffe.. according to her.. can you actually see it? ;)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Z79xo4QL8E3PjHHpN991d0dQYhsKFz73KgY6CYM96inYiSE9dsXwyicsM4E1pxBgVutx51Qog7sw7IYRLi5w9onBcFA9TzPpPCrt6vfkHcrpGboDON8qwiN-G9c47GbRG4zZ/s1600-h/DSC02929.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191324505724882866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Z79xo4QL8E3PjHHpN991d0dQYhsKFz73KgY6CYM96inYiSE9dsXwyicsM4E1pxBgVutx51Qog7sw7IYRLi5w9onBcFA9TzPpPCrt6vfkHcrpGboDON8qwiN-G9c47GbRG4zZ/s320/DSC02929.JPG" border="0" /></a></div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-81755128542957481502008-04-20T21:41:00.002+08:002008-04-20T21:46:05.076+08:00i'm mad!This is how Caitlyn looks like when she's mad (aka <em>nagiinarte</em>).<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191322925176917922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifA_F5lef4HZsfHXgOFT30TdHiRH3JjgHDDWBK5am3c5SwNgMFWE5Ng1xqGy-2JvK4hs7hlVFHGxiCrzd98i-QsKgMF9My8RgHHCZZapQXZ1OAy9Dgba78RwLXvwZdrVfsCsy0/s320/DSC02930.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p>Sabay sabi ng "I'm mad!"</p>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-47286230389875749302008-04-20T21:28:00.004+08:002008-04-20T21:40:22.712+08:00sushi dayHad lunch at Sakae Sushi at MOA today. Caitlyn enjoyed watching the conveyor belt sushi and can't stop pointing which one we should take.. akala yata libre!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191319901519941506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL3rjNV-L_D8iyMNH9dyvXnZAIH8i_V497WcZXoyAibUG_Qf7pkmo5St8OcKrLAhqjSupXxHh5zYfUPpSUcAvz7Se8p_tym1Sowu1pQl4ge_hw-AcwQBSekRFKoBEqDhCy_8ZV/s320/DSC02956.JPG" border="0" /><br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191320635959349138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2WNMGYZYFx9xCcfwCDUJ0kadgzIsTGFtDbQLXe6qnvNI_lUxdarsSWg18V_ekx9egMpje1MYR0V6h0ShOPxJz9Ow_dTRATPVByr_R07lvOH5qQYUx4RT8xo26H2o8_mTwUtOG/s320/DSC02958.JPG" border="0" />MyLove and I love Japanese food, but it was a first sushi-go-round experience for me and I sure had lots of fun. I would definitely come back, but will make sure it's between 2-6pm so I can have their sushi buffet!<br /><div></div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-17856716182679683182008-04-20T21:11:00.008+08:002008-04-20T21:56:52.381+08:00last hooray!And when we thought Caitlyn's birthday season was over, we got a call from my mom the other day that her Ninang Eryll from Virginia sent something for her..<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191315572192907074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz1E_K28t0dbS1M_WNDKaO0_zILKWSsQAlJOtXjhDO1sirWTzc4Ld6hRUDFnk6EGjcpp0a85ywc3tr7YwTX6rQ3wXlBl-VIsoTTFN8pIr7wbSGDC038eqZ7eUBH5YyHR6P1bZJ/s320/DSC02950.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191316439776300882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDJBC0ljQhNATXijrenublkf0Lconcis7xA-PG2pbw9ndxAavUcFdzWEyv7disbltrrHlbGL_tL-TYMnzIUAqE3RFSC83MzFutImQBGe6h8TZEaCwSuSslks1hc1qhxkt_iXxo/s320/DSC02951.JPG" border="0" />She just loves her new Dora so much!</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191317019596885858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGUhAwq1mSUPbLmrwiAyLmXsZRcUansoH-F4XWMADRvM3PqytOWS9CE8w7wt97CoC4MZS1ZpaHmmfj2cKOl0pF_K7FPZBjpBIozVlpshXCpnPeIbehc6TszSc1fld1O9cETiPe/s320/DSC02952.JPG" border="0" /></div>I'm just a little worried.. Dora may start having falling hair in the next few days...<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191317659547012978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi82jtm8VBi5B3joLmYdEkVUxewLEhN87nRKQ3js1Tz0h6lnkoRNeP5ZIrFJMUE_5NVLClvvkuN3E9fTj1KtK3C7cPgAtA2J2o9bjZz2IjfuoNRD-6Srr47JMIGwwqRW8ff_Kn0/s320/DSC02954.JPG" border="0" />Thanks, Ninang!!! :)Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-35829642318759419572008-04-19T23:54:00.004+08:002008-04-20T21:55:25.528+08:00Caityn's 3rd Birthday PartyWe celebrated Caitlyn's 3rd birthday at Shakey's Magallanes last March 30th. As usual, it was very well attended and everyone had so much fun. We had a Sesame Street themed party this time.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrd1sXBHunEavQPp3orVKtWIlgMWlxbriZxHT0xQXteap-Bfs0MnD-3tNKYYY0JbOEyMCXG5SJs-kkxQ_8wBOBeOC9PQggzUpXPHKzyaDur3fT2eyneV7_vbKyjM8V6IsiLy1r/s1600-h/DSC_1209.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190986753791692578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrd1sXBHunEavQPp3orVKtWIlgMWlxbriZxHT0xQXteap-Bfs0MnD-3tNKYYY0JbOEyMCXG5SJs-kkxQ_8wBOBeOC9PQggzUpXPHKzyaDur3fT2eyneV7_vbKyjM8V6IsiLy1r/s320/DSC_1209.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Caitlyn had a difficult time blowing her birthday candle. Dad, Mom, Kuya Fonzy and Kuya Neekee had to help her do it :)</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjMVQ4v-wrwQ9OzuVi9CmfmMx2NHfEoHyTg-I-YCR9wd72ADEHZiCEml18hnm8VrZLv9LqVZjasZH3PsNBmgIRZS_HPp0r5Tl0jQ5BSnBk3rPCC6wnD8DQqgaw7JhSQghqjNvb/s1600-h/DSC_1199.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190986143906336530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjMVQ4v-wrwQ9OzuVi9CmfmMx2NHfEoHyTg-I-YCR9wd72ADEHZiCEml18hnm8VrZLv9LqVZjasZH3PsNBmgIRZS_HPp0r5Tl0jQ5BSnBk3rPCC6wnD8DQqgaw7JhSQghqjNvb/s320/DSC_1199.JPG" border="0" /></a> And of course, Caitlyn's most favorite part... opening of presents! </div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190989451031154482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrq43ogmcypjwysE4vr1Q15r0pHFYzbXXPgghqdrNWAlDNqzDLu_ZcrObMaSfWlXoQa72eVuI-zKrN2UEOnI3jkizJUdpXOOmEzKUQhY41NM11v15-WxOsGotI9N1FrcHUalDi/s320/IMG_1932.JPG" border="0" />Thanks to everyone who attended the party. Hope to see you again next year.. that is if we throw another party for Caitlyn for her 4th birthday! :)<br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-30358161985857513532008-04-19T23:50:00.002+08:002008-04-19T23:54:19.100+08:00guess who?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY30nCklNFilut_Be3-lOgA_DNd2InFW0EoNLQuI14FA_MABX8Cg4Zk8GQDDKHSfQK1MtDq9HIfrPp5AuXJW-i_l6L5znjDqE3O-FoDoEUE47a3x_tZ6I9nAzcjTWrv8CcogZ_/s1600-h/IMG_2139.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190985104524250882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY30nCklNFilut_Be3-lOgA_DNd2InFW0EoNLQuI14FA_MABX8Cg4Zk8GQDDKHSfQK1MtDq9HIfrPp5AuXJW-i_l6L5znjDqE3O-FoDoEUE47a3x_tZ6I9nAzcjTWrv8CcogZ_/s320/IMG_2139.JPG" border="0" /></a> Can you guess who this is? ;)Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-37938466404454791682008-04-11T23:10:00.005+08:002008-04-11T23:18:14.165+08:00busy!Friday night and I'm still working at home.. crazy busy, really! I'm hoping to to relax and enjoy my weekend so I'm finishing work that I need to do.<br /><br />Well, I still have a few minutes left before Saturday. Better get back to work and try to wrap things up :)<br /><br />Happy weekend to me!Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-45904870246002233942008-04-10T21:36:00.003+08:002008-04-10T21:50:07.403+08:00missing mommyI've been very busy with work the past few days. Last night, mylove and I went out with some friends and went home really late. Caitlyn was already asleep when we arrived home and was still sleeping when I left for work this morning.<br /><br />When I arrived home this evening, Caitlyn greeted me the moment she saw me parking the car. I heard her shout, "Mom, you're back!" And when I got in to kiss her, she said, "Mom, I'm so glad you're here" and hugged me.<br /><br />Made me want to quit my job and just stay with Caitlyn all the time.<br /><br />How I wish....Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-5249643789633710942008-03-30T00:01:00.009+08:002008-03-30T00:36:48.891+08:00my little ballerinaWe planned to enroll Caitlyn to a ballet class because she'd shown interest on it. She would normally dance and turn around like a real ballerina. We had her attend a trial class today hoping that we could enroll her and she could start on Monday. But then, we weren't successful. Caitlyn was just interested with the dress, but not with the class yet. She told the teacher she just wanted to watch, and watched was all she did. One of the girls was kind enough to invite her at one point so Caitlyn joined the group. But only for a couple of minutes and then went back to me to just watch.<br /><br />She was following instructions though but seems like she's not really that interested, or probably just not comfortable yet. We decided to hold off enrolling her until she's ready. Hopefully, her ballet outfit would still fit her by then.<br /><br />For now, I'll just cherish these pictures until I see her on her first recital :)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6m-HyS4imDwnsHpfI1uWoVOMO7RgRz3RlYn6F9Hc5SYTYDsXhpzkO4jgtaQMv4Mr4vkb-w56Gr4pNtz6YtmRxVzwWawyyduR698ejDjHnO0umtFZLuOqbrevdr9tJvqoh6eQD/s1600-h/IMG_1677.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183200443102512066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6m-HyS4imDwnsHpfI1uWoVOMO7RgRz3RlYn6F9Hc5SYTYDsXhpzkO4jgtaQMv4Mr4vkb-w56Gr4pNtz6YtmRxVzwWawyyduR698ejDjHnO0umtFZLuOqbrevdr9tJvqoh6eQD/s320/IMG_1677.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183201478189630418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu909W1i6Ff6vZTaDtCnlIiXzPwl1MQ5Q79kVW96Do8gKs86oSyaZHiib79chhmHdixGtVuAuEgvQH1Znz9R8MbehT7t6KMTXBmNc4295y0nYbTqVw4J23pVVzfN8X1ymmqlgD/s320/IMG_1681.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjucc7QfOBkQs8pTRpsPsEjLWzFwnixVURPKIsok6jQ7RrrY65nKgMhSl79dbjRy7sxW4uKvHEOAPuVQRfsOhj0nsza3WjmHKHmLwF3UomOygXRPNwtvPMIt3nCR3E-skB3ajZ/s1600-h/IMG_1684.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183198497482326946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjucc7QfOBkQs8pTRpsPsEjLWzFwnixVURPKIsok6jQ7RrrY65nKgMhSl79dbjRy7sxW4uKvHEOAPuVQRfsOhj0nsza3WjmHKHmLwF3UomOygXRPNwtvPMIt3nCR3E-skB3ajZ/s320/IMG_1684.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDlVs6BmYtr87rzfFdQ1QyyhxGZB7Z-x-1IhFWDF6POT_I0TDbt9Aj11a8j8vOoGjkrKYzt_9ShsaGjdE6CG3Psl8EZs8s4BDkRQOtPN9ymY2gCQHkUf6d-3gj64JDasTjVxUB/s1600-h/IMG_1688.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183197664258671506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDlVs6BmYtr87rzfFdQ1QyyhxGZB7Z-x-1IhFWDF6POT_I0TDbt9Aj11a8j8vOoGjkrKYzt_9ShsaGjdE6CG3Psl8EZs8s4BDkRQOtPN9ymY2gCQHkUf6d-3gj64JDasTjVxUB/s320/IMG_1688.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjABPQunxLJuNxE6ha4Bw31J_j1vDyMxfRWSrDiCWJSzXCZONZJTcsXDfxzNV9lblL_cObb8dj86qzpRo84Ud4ZYsY_Y5xGSR8XLrlkh7xnaeb5rxIY9FBmuuX2QgGFMO9QE-ui/s1600-h/IMG_1696.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183196581926912898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjABPQunxLJuNxE6ha4Bw31J_j1vDyMxfRWSrDiCWJSzXCZONZJTcsXDfxzNV9lblL_cObb8dj86qzpRo84Ud4ZYsY_Y5xGSR8XLrlkh7xnaeb5rxIY9FBmuuX2QgGFMO9QE-ui/s320/IMG_1696.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div></div></div></div></div></div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-55926818124512510222008-03-29T01:43:00.004+08:002008-03-29T01:51:14.096+08:00partners in crimeWhat's best to eat on a hot summer night???<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinB44cpKi8aF6bP6jG3NTb6GDjQYK8NlkmqCLrRGbDWgGaSzqHfj7eUYOYFrZMx2WfvNjCvmiJ3ENIk1BlKcP3neBRZQ5cE1SnzrEZ1vTYv3LR7jWXIJ6bWz02cVfZxjpjejKk/s1600-h/IMG_1344.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182850686735729442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinB44cpKi8aF6bP6jG3NTb6GDjQYK8NlkmqCLrRGbDWgGaSzqHfj7eUYOYFrZMx2WfvNjCvmiJ3ENIk1BlKcP3neBRZQ5cE1SnzrEZ1vTYv3LR7jWXIJ6bWz02cVfZxjpjejKk/s320/IMG_1344.JPG" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182851300916052786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdOAKYJVF1uRYIRXqoEYAaH8ajmXDjEJOS6HVDfeR8bdXO0Hurwtw9qjDslTczQ1p_AJMjefcB-Bgxv8bH0K8gmbX6xDz4_maTt_8T3gHv3ZFiJNSDsyCXMRO7341q6ReRws2P/s320/IMG_1349.JPG" border="0" />Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-69703563216727704532008-03-29T01:42:00.008+08:002008-03-29T23:58:26.793+08:00Happy EasterWent to MOA during Easter, not to celebrate Easter, but just for the usual weekend malling. While when on our way to Italianni's for lunch, Caitlyn saw the Easter activity and wanted to go. We told her we needed to have lunch first and so, she obliged. I wasn't really keen on bringing Caitlyn to the Easter activity as there were just too many people.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0psOJLcqz-6SiYzqsyn93dten6NNDlOLYPpBYCW0aI8WSnoL4WS2Z0CgR9GAuvW-UJga2f24_amTrB6_zvJw_M6PUGntN9sDjITot0jM8du7TPslZdOUpaICAAf5ttJFbUvOQ/s1600-h/IMG_1427.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183190083641394034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0psOJLcqz-6SiYzqsyn93dten6NNDlOLYPpBYCW0aI8WSnoL4WS2Z0CgR9GAuvW-UJga2f24_amTrB6_zvJw_M6PUGntN9sDjITot0jM8du7TPslZdOUpaICAAf5ttJFbUvOQ/s320/IMG_1427.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> Caitlyn and Mommy patiently waiting for the food.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">Right after lunch, we had her ride the ferry's wheel. It was her first time at MOA's ferry's wheel and I was surprised how brave she was.<br /></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyhRjUCvMK7gMUdrrwnXO-yN68n071l6LMOIKN2l1c3vgoqGHAGH65n8_J_OfaDHzevu05oiG2QDxraew_ZxmO7xdwCX0OWd23K0E7bQMITNXtvsjYytI807MThQPNitWg7lci/s1600-h/IMG_1443.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183188730726695778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyhRjUCvMK7gMUdrrwnXO-yN68n071l6LMOIKN2l1c3vgoqGHAGH65n8_J_OfaDHzevu05oiG2QDxraew_ZxmO7xdwCX0OWd23K0E7bQMITNXtvsjYytI807MThQPNitWg7lci/s320/IMG_1443.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="left">And when I thought she already forgot about the Easter Egg hunting, she pulled me to the direction of the activity hall. She insisted on going and so this time, we obliged.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtxvoEE-WFKj1KsSowzmqr8A5K_nqxFrAuHVi-NtIJPcT9pjgQeTbeOba34vA2TlysuJTkSHAkN-tK8tHzejOY25Pf44g5rkna85CDK945dYPvvKOyB9PZncWEjzxLaRJWt6_t/s1600-h/IMG_1458.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183187562495591250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtxvoEE-WFKj1KsSowzmqr8A5K_nqxFrAuHVi-NtIJPcT9pjgQeTbeOba34vA2TlysuJTkSHAkN-tK8tHzejOY25Pf44g5rkna85CDK945dYPvvKOyB9PZncWEjzxLaRJWt6_t/s320/IMG_1458.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> Caitlyn waiting for her turn for the egg hunt.<br /><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU4sGlpwlC3ak-493YL_5QhB7jxJ3EVoILRwnV_VSCqnl0fVTYYUczqTrActCphLqiqSjKLgpUMuYQ-WIGsKNl1WMM2nltOwfnlrGBub9ymB5MdU442E_ivOSpf3jGp3WUbRwt/s1600-h/IMG_1472.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183186501638669122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU4sGlpwlC3ak-493YL_5QhB7jxJ3EVoILRwnV_VSCqnl0fVTYYUczqTrActCphLqiqSjKLgpUMuYQ-WIGsKNl1WMM2nltOwfnlrGBub9ymB5MdU442E_ivOSpf3jGp3WUbRwt/s320/IMG_1472.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">Look at all her prizes!<br /></span><div></div></div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-53189161883897616292008-03-29T00:40:00.011+08:002008-03-29T01:39:41.013+08:00Happy Birthday, Caitlyn!Caitlyn turned 3 last Tuesday. Her party won't be until Sunday but we tried to make the day very special for Caitlyn. We took a day off from work so we can spend it with the birthday girl.<br /><br /><div><div><div>We woke her up early that day and surprised her with a birthday cake. And since she's been glued to Playhouse Disney the past weeks, we decided to get her a Minney Mouse cake.</div><div><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182836375904699058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1k3ED1E5gLkHkBfCf2aTdSStnWHj_ElEv4Mj7uBmY2q9sugPUTWMtXPk2CWoBujDSofEgfnAlVLFlkkkYSk1Zb1i6rwBXPncIfuSVkYBacXRZJAMhCn3BRIsObQOVfKluA6Rk/s320/IMG_1483.JPG" border="0" /></div><div></div><div>We got her a cake the night before and I just decorated it in the morning. Thanks to the "decorate your own cake" at Goldilocks! :) We had to keep Caitlyn away from the fridge the night before so she would not see the cake.</div><div></div><div></div><div>Just look at how suprised she was seeing her cake!</div><div></div></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182838944295142082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigGZ-SSZhqsMSbY1PW1fijh7hDW_X57jvHdCNGTqQFRfJTzDIHyPd2uUSXbH5Emb1sQuJgHpRx5aoxHqZeGvtKoMjAOhpsHmtxT6VsXYTia0owEuHkTO_cHGJddxUbqXmU-sVw/s320/IMG_1488.JPG" border="0" />And of course, a birthday will not be complete without making a wish and blowing her birthday candle. Caitlyn wished for a star (probably so she can make more wishes)!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182840400289055442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtLYmaooZlM7G_Bn331fn-rKP7QS9pFT_JVGtSvmf05b9nNr-wV9RIslXQ9y-vwuMmLS5IyjvAWyD0BhG6C24VN52r01XT3K8LvCMG07UIg7cIsyp1S8iGxzq_vHmBxNE9F_ly/s320/IMG_1498.JPG" border="0" /><br />And of course, the birthday present! </div><div><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182841860577936098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYkVd0yeFJ6WuNLeqSDL0oszymC-5DNcQHpNe2ijAcdcfp4fGeDaqfD7Nnz9-PzHtbtSFd1RteDoBubG2qcMkZ9x6bawSqHv8k_hjrdKsbii38_2pNf3LKyDlaQayNO4in_dE2/s320/IMG_1512.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>After breakfast, went straight to Splash Island. Caitlyn had so much fun and enjoyed the wave pool very much. There were just a very few people during that day so it was more relaxing. Hoping we can steal another weekday and bring Caitlyn again. </div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182843436830933746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvX5Dgmdj_dt0BxToe6_UjSIjtXSvtHNygSxYAk6iGJZonitEMJ0eLsvUXkhe7vx-RSHJxwxWg-711Xnd7gvMF6jFed5Dcr0JVKztNCtiW7i6hhPtkFw5tA4w9sBC_WuPjBuW2/s320/IMG_1534.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182845889257259794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR2yhq8gBTZ2Z_q-QpodB-t-B2hDJ_m1mZVOQKpN8QI0MFE5_iXryB7IUKtUEocioIev4rsiw4Q65rsnK598EbHBxOAzdXF66uhRtlIVGK92bUvfKpZXmrBx263atBI9Ih-hhz/s320/IMG_1552.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182844781155697410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZbuSQymm1ENb8bpVJZqqY277vwFngvi5vCKr02xqg7_S6pwJ7Ug2Df8vRUlXN3qP4zp4gS9Uh7Eebz67qibifVN1CA5xbHtU3de44C7Oq1Tz_O0QE3cAFkWCdT_xozr2yNn0k/s320/IMG_1544.JPG" border="0" /></div></div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-87226301615644023752008-03-29T00:14:00.002+08:002008-03-29T00:36:52.637+08:00La MaisonMy team had lunch at La Maison at Greenbelt 5 today. First impression was very good. The restaurant has nice interiors, the food in the menu looks really yummy! While deciding what to order, I was already thinking of coming back and bringing my love as he'd definitely enjoy it.... but then I was wrong.<br /><br />It took them 30mins before we got our soup and salad. The soup wasn't even hot at all. We were all done with the soup and with all the stories we could talk about, and our food hadn't come out yet. We had to wait more than 1hr before they were able to serve all the food. <br /><br />I had to talk to the lady who's attending to us to complain about their service. She said it really takes a while cooking the ribs to make sure it's perfectly grilled. Ok, I can buy that lousy excuse. But what about the soup? To compensate for their poor service, we got a choco lava cake which we decided to just take along since it was almost 2pm. <br /><br />They also gave us discount cards, which I didn't bother to look at and gave it away instead. I have no plans on going back to that place again. <br /><br />Will I recommend the La Maison to anyone? Probably yes ONLY for 2 reasons: (1) you want to get complimentary lava cake, which by the way wasn't that good or (2) you want to spend more time with your date; you'd probably be engaged by the time they serve your food.<br /><br />It was even posted on one corner that they have served 16,000+ customers since they opened in October. Oh well, it could probably be 50,000 if not for their bad service.Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-85455664190520391342008-03-09T00:18:00.006+08:002008-03-18T23:09:35.051+08:00here comes the sun...It's been very hot the past few days. It's officially SUMMER. And what do you do on a hot sunny day???<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179097158238678706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1p2hX3U9zwLUuNyu04AMQMLyEMtDIgZRAROBt828wSeSY-C7jqG7yfzQ2DUtu_Ukw6lEzTwtRW2ejNSv-aDTe94yiZinnK-1HhuXdONtOnUHkx5LmH0ZORmNB59ZnnBW7_Hbp/s320/IMG_0543.JPG" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizE-MWmY76QdomCaptfD_hueAhV05n0qTTCPFJq5BRmL5LcFYCX5q-ctuU7U7DR1uF0vILH8UttJLjBwlO1ztAx2x86EvGBwYRKxkEyZWWqpobO6uflmS12xnlFaHRQq3nNujr/s1600-h/IMG_0558.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179096307835154082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizE-MWmY76QdomCaptfD_hueAhV05n0qTTCPFJq5BRmL5LcFYCX5q-ctuU7U7DR1uF0vILH8UttJLjBwlO1ztAx2x86EvGBwYRKxkEyZWWqpobO6uflmS12xnlFaHRQq3nNujr/s320/IMG_0558.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div></div><div> </div><div>Thank God for that swimming pool 50 steps away from our doorstep :)</div><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179098146081156802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheW_gYRcXflU9fg5uQ5S4Eagiyg0XlSJ2WC0lcsdvG4nbmDKKOKpUC8hEmOmAex1mhyphenhyphenW4veSAbc9RGmlgLySLd6ip1PxtJI807fIGKn-fJXD6pllwNuh9ZM2G6D31Ba0m8g-Sr/s320/IMG_0531.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></div></div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28307003.post-30068570384740597882008-03-09T00:17:00.012+08:002008-03-18T22:43:48.411+08:00Happy Birthday, MyLove!<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">It was MyLove's birthday last March 1 and we celebrated it differently this time. Went to Fun Ranch and Ark Avilon. Caitlyn had so much fun, as if it was her birthday :)<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxAVk4M-jYZn7hkI5I_eSLFhNs5-rT8qYUcbgLBCCLZIsPINVGtzeT1eRxRBDQsbU_HDa8WC13w99TyodymznZ-PPJdzP0tj_eG1UJOtwKzuw_MEbb5zedM71qori86TT2Xpcv/s1600-h/IMG_0987.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179084187437444754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxAVk4M-jYZn7hkI5I_eSLFhNs5-rT8qYUcbgLBCCLZIsPINVGtzeT1eRxRBDQsbU_HDa8WC13w99TyodymznZ-PPJdzP0tj_eG1UJOtwKzuw_MEbb5zedM71qori86TT2Xpcv/s320/IMG_0987.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> Caitlyn and Mommy at the hanging bridge. Caitlyn didn't want to walk on the bridge and had herself carried all the way to the other end.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMWUdr38NJq6PaA5M8Fqj_Y9VUl_BoJ8P1WFaBLBydpRFdvj8zAxnc_Kmt0EvYigAUvBmKCZhsmERCMouPUumqkydGRss-mw2pde1D2Wozb-37sFOmp9f1zebb1lTUwR6iVOHp/s1600-h/IMG_0989.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179083534602415746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMWUdr38NJq6PaA5M8Fqj_Y9VUl_BoJ8P1WFaBLBydpRFdvj8zAxnc_Kmt0EvYigAUvBmKCZhsmERCMouPUumqkydGRss-mw2pde1D2Wozb-37sFOmp9f1zebb1lTUwR6iVOHp/s320/IMG_0989.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> Caitlyn here enjoying the train ride with mommy.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGzdDoZvJf3jQlS1JMMwuVVxOxUnC2U7D5524BaigW1h2bIQSbGXSZz-4W5ZY8XikMYbMWVUk9vnGx0gIfQnrCQFBGmqnvrm4o3Ou0BhoSYrY4zK-Q11-EBN4-T7UwaMWbxSBY/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179082894652288626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGzdDoZvJf3jQlS1JMMwuVVxOxUnC2U7D5524BaigW1h2bIQSbGXSZz-4W5ZY8XikMYbMWVUk9vnGx0gIfQnrCQFBGmqnvrm4o3Ou0BhoSYrY4zK-Q11-EBN4-T7UwaMWbxSBY/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> This was the last ride that Caitlyn took. But actually, it was the very first ride that she wanted to get on. Her Dad though was not very much comfortable having her ride all by herself as she might get dissy and/or fall. So we had to talk her through. She agreed and took the other rides instead. But then, her heart was really on this one so before we took off, she again asked if she can ride it. I said no because I can't join her because I will not fit in. She responded, <strong><em>"Mom, I can ride all by myself. I'm a big girl already!"</em></strong></span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">We were surprised with what she said! She's just turning 3 but is already very much confident about herself. I was both proud and sad realizing that Caitlyn has really grown.<br /><br /></span></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp5XR93NPAHCo8ie_nidWnaLtQV84IAqu7i139tKwUdQXSE9K0dOnPATWk3dfs7WSC5l7kDqM3cCYIVWtMcvw6kBJBvody4tdI9vl6KxWXjVRORFjg02kgiHBy5Iav0wEnwT3I/s1600-h/IMG_1036.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179082009889025634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp5XR93NPAHCo8ie_nidWnaLtQV84IAqu7i139tKwUdQXSE9K0dOnPATWk3dfs7WSC5l7kDqM3cCYIVWtMcvw6kBJBvody4tdI9vl6KxWXjVRORFjg02kgiHBy5Iav0wEnwT3I/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">After Caitlyn's last ride, off we went to Ark Avilon Zoo. The place is just small, nothing spectacular really. But we were not expecting a lot so it's just ok. As usual, Caitlyn got scared of the animals like the Donkey and the snake (well, who wouldn't be?)<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibfPwlHRTVDfSj1reo5CnoCh-2FUyFKwPDYsIXMPVRw3-XnQGVqRXkCSul4cHzr6o1s8ynTLYUHzIItEw11JxbyEEyIAfj0CdyPtVmAP9XEfbvqNA3aHFXvrQesUsNEDpv4Gh0/s1600-h/IMG_1058.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179081292629487186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibfPwlHRTVDfSj1reo5CnoCh-2FUyFKwPDYsIXMPVRw3-XnQGVqRXkCSul4cHzr6o1s8ynTLYUHzIItEw11JxbyEEyIAfj0CdyPtVmAP9XEfbvqNA3aHFXvrQesUsNEDpv4Gh0/s320/IMG_1058.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> Caitlyn here in front of the aquarium. Medyo nabola to sit on her own, but look how uncomfortable she looked in the picture ;)<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisoWV6OsOSkPcuLA336rsLHpEzk0vcAPznrYYWdfMvXRuhBIGUcQ5s44gvcHjD7tzZoNECzY65Qxj14yBbPTv5IkHfolUkB_CWKsDJ-W6GD1205Lf-ORK5fA9ULSggrKMMULv7/s1600-h/IMG_1064.JPG"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178702910305676850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisoWV6OsOSkPcuLA336rsLHpEzk0vcAPznrYYWdfMvXRuhBIGUcQ5s44gvcHjD7tzZoNECzY65Qxj14yBbPTv5IkHfolUkB_CWKsDJ-W6GD1205Lf-ORK5fA9ULSggrKMMULv7/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"> Turtles at the background. Caitlyn didn't get scared with the turtles. Probably because she has pet turtles at home.</span></div><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">We had an early dinner after, did some grocery and went home really tired but very very happy. Nothing beats the happiness of seeing how Caitlyn enjoyed the day.</span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Lothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10113212186370194757noreply@blogger.com0