Wednesday, August 22, 2007

The Princess Talks

Seeing my princess growing so fast really overwhelms me. There were times that I just enjoy staring at her while she's asleep and I always end up thinking how fast she has grown from the tiny fragile infant that came out from my tummy. She started communicating with just her cries when she wanted something and now I can't stop her from talking even if I find it hard to understand some words.

She imitates almost everything she hears.

One time she was eating ice cream on a waffle cone. I asked her if I can hold it for her.

Princess: No mommy I'll hold it!
Mommy: okay, but can you share it with mommy?
She gave me the ice cream and reminded me
Princess: Not too big mommy okay?
(We usually tell this to her when she's eating, "not too big" on her bites for her
not choke)

Hubby was calling Juana saying "Juana! Juana! Juana!" Princess talked as if reprimanding her dad.

Princess: Daddy, do't say Juana. Say A-te Jua-na!

That's what we usually tell her when she imitates us in calling her yaya, she'd say Juana and we will remind her to call her yaya the proper way.

She now has her way to reason out and give us naughty answers.

After a night bath, I was putting on her nappy when she gave me nasty smelling bottom burp and I said,


Mommy:Oh my! That smells so awful anak!!!
Princess: Ichokay mommy, ichokay (saying this while rubbing my shoulders as if trying to console me) LOL!!!

She saw her dad eating chocolates and I tried hiding it from her.

Princess: No mommy that's bad, shey okay? (share)

Hubby and I can't help but laugh and I ended up giving her some chocolate.


She has her way to show me that she cares when I'm mad or sad.


When she feels that I'm angry at something she did.

Princess: Mommy a you mad? a you mad mommy?
Mommy: Yeah, I am. I didn't like what you just did.
Princess: Soyi na soyi na po ha? (then she'll give me her sweetest kiss and will give her heart-melting smile)

One time she caught me crying when dad & I had some misunderstanding.

Princess: Mommy a you taying? A you dud?
Mommy: Yes sweety but mommy's ok, I'm good don't worry.
Princess: Okay (then she'll tap me on my back and will give me a kiss)
Isn't she the sweetest?


Haaay... Time flies really fast. How I wish I could freeze this moment so she will stay young and I won't have to let her go someday. *sniff sniff*

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Disturbed

I am so disturbed by this family who lives across our house. I seldom see the kids' parents at home because both of them are working. What bothers me is the way the parents treat the kids, I think they are being physically and verbally abused by their own parents, well, not that brutal but beating a child so hard for me can be a sort of abusing a young child's mind and body. One time I heard the mom shouting at her 10-year-old son, asking him to leave the house and to never come back again. How can you say that to your son? How can you tell something that would impose to a child that he is no longer wanted in that house? That his mother doesn't care if he leaves the house? There is no week that I will never hear them beating their children and I would be tempted to look outside my window to check if the kid's are still doing okay coz believe it or not, they beat their children sometimes in their garage and anyone who passes the house can clearly see them. I must admit the kids are hard to deal with, usually they are left with their old grandpa looking after them and I sometimes hear them saying really nasty words against their grandpa. I myself was a victim of their behavioral problems. Our garage right now has only one parking and while hubby's car is parked inside, mine is parked in front of our gate, they used to harass my car, add some scratch on it and put something in the key hole. They used to ring our door bell and hide whenever we open the gate to see who was ringing the bell. One day I got pissed off, after so many times of ringing our bell, I decided I will confront them. I waited for them to come and I caught them. I talked to them, asked them to stop and told them that I don't want to tell their behavior to their parents coz I don't want them to get hurt. After that, they never touched my car nor ring my bell again. I thought, maybe the reason for their behavior is because of parents who gives them less attention and because of the physical and verbal abuse. Disciplining a child is good but when do you know when you already hit the boundaries of proper discipline and physical abuse?