Rock On!

Mama started playing the guitar again and played me the song she wrote when I was a 7 month fetus. She croaked. Perhaps, she was a bit jittery about the fact that I was the most important audience when playing that song. Well, I've got favorite tunes already but it's the first time that I shook my moptop, wiggled my bum and tried singing along! Mama took a big gulp of air in an attempt to stifle the tears and to restrain herself from giving in to fit of hysterical laughter at the same time. She was sooo happy! She finally found the Sheryl Crow to her Stevie Nicks. We're gonna jam soon!!

Lucky 7

Hello! My name is Astrud Magdalena and I just turned 7 months today. I am the master of my own world. I've conquered the place and have memorized it like the back of my hand. (Ma, what's a hand?) The land I speak of is the playpen. I've licked every part of it, scratched every nook and crevice, rolled on every bit of space on the mattress, kneeled at every corner like how Pacquiao conquers his ring, tried standing up on my own but that one's still a no go. Though I can assure you that with these sturdy (but sometimes wobbly) knees, I can do it! Go 7 months!

Beauty

We are daughters of the moon

and sisters of the sun.

We bloom in summertime

and shed during spring.

We are one with mother earth.

We are one.

Unspoiled

Uncorrupted

Untamed

Uninhibited

In other words, virginal...

The return to innocence

Morning Fix

I've got the pineapple 'do! And who else has it?? Daoming Si!!! We've got the meteor garden fever but our copy isn't complete. We need our Daoming Si fix for the day and only Tita Krissy Kaye Cruz can remedy that. Calling Tita kaye! Tita Kaye to the rescue!

HoliDaze

i am sensing something new these days. For one, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee is swirling in a delicious blend with the Christmas breeze and it is HYPNOTIC! Excitement is welling up in me and it is weaving in a choreographed motion in the web of sweet scents that have been dancing endlessly in this atmosphere. Keep on tickling my fancy, Mr. Claus! For the ecstasy of peeking in my christmas stocking is bursting! Can't wait for my first yuletide! Jolly be good!

Sitting Pretty

Yesterday was another breakthrough! I had my first sit-down-on-my-own experience! Boredom will all the more slip away as I can now rest my bum flatly on the surface and I'll just let my eyes and hands do the wandering. Play time will definitely be more interesting in this angle. (Unfortunately, there weren't any snaps of me sitting pretty. Like a butterfly, I, too, am impossible to capture doing my bit.)

Punky Brewster

I grand plied my way to my Lolo's party the other night in tutu swirls and pink chucks. It was a hit! I punk rocked the city with my punk rock outfit. Nevermind that my natural born mohawk subsided, I still got the punk rock attitude and I just keep on keepin' on.