Sunday, March 29, 2015

Good weekend

This weekend, with the exception of Swe-cha's fall, is one of our best weekends ever.

First off, we attended a friend's birthday party on Saturday and during that party:
(a) Swe-cha didn't cry when we went there and walked up to friend's house willingly

(b) When we saw his Ninong, I pointed him out and asked Swe-cha to hug Ninong. He went! (said Ninong then looked at me and asked "nagulat ka rin no ?" =)

(c) He passed a soccer ball around a few times with another guest's child - this was of his own initiative

(d) Did a few hand tricks with Ninang (high fives, align, and some others we didn't know about), I wasn't close enough to see how he did but there was no drama

(e) When we were leaving, he initiated a hug with Ninang's daughter.

On Sunday, we went to music school and he engaged with his teacher 100%! He was singing songs and playing instruments (the big & small drums, shakers, and the xylophone) with the teacher.

We went to Dunkin Donuts afterwards to grab breakfast and he ate 2 egg/cheese wraps (we had to kill time before mass).

And when we heard mass afterwards, he behaved the whole time and we were able to finish mass!

The only thing that marred this weekend was that he fell and hit his forehead on a corner of the wall just before naptime. His bruise swelled like crazy and I was so scared. Looks like he's okay now, but we do need to observe him and watch out for signs of concussion (pls pray with us that he'll be fine).

Monday, March 2, 2015


Today, Swe-cha came home with a missing zipper handle on his backpack.

If we were in the Philippines, I would simply bring this to my neighborhood Mr Quickie to be fixed.

If I were to show this to my Dad, he'd fashion a handle out of some scraps and attach it to the zipper body - I actually remember him attaching a round aluminum ring to a broken luggage zipper when I was little.

Since we don't have a neighborhood Mr Quickie here and my parents aren't due for a visit till spring, I've had to channel my inner-McGyver and fashion something out of what scraps / parts I have at home. I reused the toggle and elastic cord that I salvaged from hubby's ruined jacket*.

Sometimes, there's really an advantage to being a hoarder (translation: basurero).


* Last November, hubby's winter jacket got ruined beyond repair (spent too long in the dryer) and before throwing it out, we salvaged as much spare parts as we could - I cut off the toggles and as much elastic cord as I could pull out.

Super Cool!

Swe-cha's favorite expression these days is "Super Cool".

I don't really know where he picked that up and what it really means but from what I can gather....

(a) Apple juice is cool. Drop an ice cube into the juice cup is "Super cool!"

(b) trains are cool, cars that can be launched from a launcher are "super cool"