Purring is Love

I purr like a kitten when my Mama plays with me and she gets such a delight just hearing me do that. So I don't wanna stop and she doesn't wanna stop either. We're a couple of cats just playing and loafing. That's my newest bit if you ask me what the lead is on the baby tricks biz. But even if it sounds like a cross between a coquettish kitten and Chewbacca speak, I don't mind. If my Mama loves it, then I will speak Chewbacca 'til I learn actual people speak. Ngaaarrrrrr...

Power Balance

I'm not really a big fan of this bracelet. I'm sure Papa will master the art of balance even without it since I've entered his life already. He will, without a doubt, achieve higher balance because he is currently in his Astrud state of mind.

Planet of Love

I surrender but I never lose. I don't go astray but I get seduced. I'm in love and me folks are enchanted by me too. Afterall, I am their first born and we are locked inside this ecstasy balloon. Together, we soar high towards the red planet. Nope, I'm not talking about Mars. We're headed to the Planet of Love.

Little Red Rocking Astrud

My! What big ears you have!

Astrud: All the better to listen to music, my dear.

My! What weird hair you have!

Astrud: All the better to rock out with, my dear.

And nope! I ain't the big bad wolf. I'm just the Little Red Rocking Astrud.

Peacemonger

So here's Papa showing me the ropes on how you play Galaga. But I don't think I want to play anything that has something to do with guns. Besides, didn't John Lennon once say 'War is over if you want it'? Well, I want it. Don't you?

Love Love Love

I'm sending out my love to everyone. Our nation needs it.

Shitty Situation

I want the 'ebs attack' feeling. I want to have that everyday. Me folks get that when they're fueled with massive amounts of brandy. So, shall we switch to that? Nah, this will pass. The ebs attack feel will come. I have an immature digestive system but I'm mature way beyond my age. I'm sticking with milk.

Huggable Me

I'm practicing the art of clinging. I climb my 'rents like a monkey on a tree whenever they carry me. And when I encircle my arms around them, I notice that they hold me tightly as well. I like that. I think it's called hugging. So, who needs a hug? I'm in a hugging spree and my cute lil bod is available for some action. What say you?

Bring It!

Is that all you got, colic? I say, BRING IT ON! Nah, just kiddin'. Please stop bugging me. In other words, sod off, mate!

Guardian Angel

I have an invisible friend - an angel that keeps on hovering above me, plays with me and guards me thru painful tummy times. Aside from the comfort I get from me folks, I look at my angel for strength and I just can't stop staring.

Earth Angel

My royal cuteness help the earth bloom. What an achievement!

Suffer

Tummy ache's a real drag. It robs me off my sleep and my bowel movement's out of whack! I can only bite my lip in frustration but I'm secretly cursing colic to damnation!

Happy Feet

My feet are in need of some good lovin'. Good thing me mama and papa are here to keep them cozy and warm. So these are a pair of happy feet!

Turn Turn Turn

My Dado says that tumble turns or rolling over would normally be done when you're in your fourth month already. But I did mine a few days before I turned 3 months. And been loving it ever since. How amazing is that? I'd say, very very very!

Discovering the Sense of Touch

So there I was, feeling her up.

Like some pig of a popo frisking some dope fiend.

Only to find that she was loaded with all kinds of materials.

From satin, to felt, to corduroy, to plastic. I was hooked.

But the most amazing, touching part in discovering the sense of touch was the kiss from me folks. Now that was a different high. I can kiss them all day, everyday.

1,2 Punch

Already said hello to my third month in a girly attitude. It's time to check that attitude at the door and throw punches in the air. Hi-yaaahhhh!!!

Birthday

I think my head is getting bigger. My brain keeps sponging in stuff about the world. It now contains 3 months worth of information. Yes, I'm 3 months today. A month older and a whole lot wiser. Thanks to my teachers, Mama and Papa, they've done a super fine job in raising me. Cheers!

Cannibalism

From the books that Mama read to me, animals are our friends. But you're telling me that I'll be gorging on Miss Piggy when I grow up? From sinigang to adobo to chicharon? Yikes! Poor tasty hog.

Mastering the Art of Tumble Turn

There I was, wiggling from side to side like a boat uneasy on turbulent waters. Trying to flip on to my tummy, only to tumble back flat onto my back again.

But with one huge grunt, I manage to topple back on my tummy and this time, was very steady! Woohoo!

Miss Piggy sleeps with one eye open. Wanting to witness all the progress I've been making. This is my favorite hobby now. Wheeee!

Cram

Are you seriously telling me that I'll be 3 months in a few days?? I better get cracking then! Practice my tumble turns and gripping techniques some more! Ciao, bella!

Bummer

I was psyched about this coming weekend since I will be going home to Makati. But I just remembered that I will be having my shots again. And the term 'shot' doesn't get exciting even when there's alcohol involved - swab of isopropyl ones, of course. My happy balloon suddenly got deflated and I'm just bumming hard, man. Bumming hard.

Woodstock 1969

Next week is Woodstock 1969's 41st anniversary and we want the woodstock high!
3 days of peace love and music is the ride that I wanna get into.
I can hear it now! There's Ravi Shankar! And ... Joan Baez... Janis Joplin... Joe Cocker... Man oh man! Even Jimi Hendrix!
Oh darn! I thought I was on a flight going to 1969. Turned out that it was just my Mama's ipod. Anyway, happy anniversary Woodstock! We salute the legends!

Papa Quality Time

Papa and I were chatting up a storm. But I believe that he's secretly trying to tire me out just so I'd fall asleep.

His plan failed. He got tired while I'm all revved up. Now who to talk to??? I ain't sleepy yet.

You?

Wanna talk?

Play Time

You know what sign I'm flashing you underneath my mittens? Nah.. I'm still too young to tell you guys to sod off! It's the okay sign. I'm telling you that it's okay now to play with me. I connect and communicate with people now with my coos and gurgles. I laugh and show my wickedly cute smile whenever talking to them. I've been practicing flipping on to my tummy already so I'd be more active when playing with you guys. So, what say you? Wanna have fun?