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My firstborn is now a graduate! Congratulations! :))Oh, well, he graduated from the Day Care Laboratory based at the University of the Philippines Los Banos. See how happy he was on this day. My firstborn has really grown, I can't deny that. And someday, he'll be a man. When that day comes, would he still be as sweet as he is now? Would he still cuddle up to me? Would he still kiss me every so

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mother, mother, i am sickcall the doctor very quick!good day! i am doctor bugswhat's bugging you, guys?tell me, tell me huzzand i'll have you off the buzz! ;)PS: isn't he cute with those big blue round eyeglasses? ;)February 2008At home in Laguna

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Isn't it sweet to see them this way? Luke is now a kuya, and my heart leaps with joy to see that Kuya Luke is very eager to take care of his li'l sis, Lois.Lois was born a few days before Christmas, and the way things are going on in our modest home is a bit new and different for our kuya. But smart as he is, he didn't have a hard time adjusting to the new set up. Of course, he can not do away

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(Click on the image for a larger view)I was browsing some old photos for my scrapbooking project (yup, mami is into it lately! oh, digital that is...) when I stumbled upon these cute photos of Luke while playing with a stray feather he found on the wide grounds of Shinjuku Gyoen in Tokyo, Japan. Taken last December 2006, these photos make me want to go back to this nice place and feel the cool

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It's already ber-month, but the heat is not yet over. So, we made a short but enjoyable road trip to Tagaytay City last weekend. The weather was perfect when we left Laguna, but while we were enjoying the cool breeze at Picnic Grove, the downpour left us running for safe shelter (but mami can't run, huh!). Then, we drove to Taal Vista Hotel, and there we had a more enjoyable time with nature

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i really love to look at my son's pictures. i'd spend the whole day scanning the picture folders of my laptop in search for the best shots that i intend to share with you. then i chanced upon this photoshop-designed photo of Luke that makes me smile as i remember the time when this pic was taken. he was about 1yr 4mos in this pic -- more than a year ago -- but i could still feel the fantastic

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So, Luke has a farm? Nope, he is just visiting the farm his grandpa is tilling since time immemorial. Spending a day in the farm at Dadi's beloved hometown in Lucban, Quezon surely means happy time, playing all around, making the entire farm a delightful playground, and with the luxury of being toured around via the carabao-pulled improvised transpo locally called "paragos". With Luke are his

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He enjoys killing the time sitting anywhere around the house...and on and in the car. ;)At home in Laguna, PhilippinesSometime in July 2007

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Luke had his fair share of fever and flu and colds before, but getting sick for almost a week is something unusual and sressful.It's his first to have fever of over 40, and I was almost in panic not knowing what to do but to call his pedia for advice (thanks for the celfone tech, and to his kind pedia who hasn't changed number since the last time we consulted with her some years ago). I tried to

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No nice and wide parks and playgrounds. No toys to freely play with inside the malls. No traces of fast-running trains. No yummy donuts.But we have all day to stroll around wide but rough roads enjoying the afternoon wind. The sight of tall and dried grasses may not be as delightful as what we have seen in Japan, but this little boy is superbly happy with his simple life here. Well, isn't it

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Back in Japan, we enjoy munching on fresh and sweet donuts that come in different flavors, appearance and shapes. Pair these with hot milk tea, and our tummies are beyond satisfaction.Oh, how we miss these donuts! Anyone from Japan care to send us some over here? ;)Mister DonutsKameari, Katsushika-ku, JapanSometime in March 2007

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In this photo, Luke is telling everyone that he has found a new buddy. His name is Ratsky -- simply because he is a rat! ;)Luke is somehow trying to scare you, probably saying proudly that you should be good to him, otherwise, his friend Ratsky will devour your stuff. ;)PS: I would like to thank my good students for giving us Ratsky. ;)At home in KameariMarch 31, 2007

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So Dadi has finished his studies in Toudai. On his graduation day, get a glimpse of what Luke did the entire day.The University of TokyoTokyo, JapanMarch 22, 2007

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Luke turned 2 last February 26th. Unlike his first birthday, which was rather grand, his 2nd birthday went by with a simple home party graced by a few of our friends. The party was kinda unplanned and we only invited some of our friends two days before the party. More than the party, we are very happy for our son on his 2nd year. He is growing so fast that sometimes I miss his "younger" days. It

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Luke is now 2 years old, and still hasn't ditched the bottle in drinking his milk. For some kids his age, the milk bottle has long been thrown away, but for Luke, it is still pretty much part of his daily routine, drinking milk for about 6-8 times in 24 hours -- including at night time.When will he stop drinking from the bottle? That I can not tell. We will not force him to, rather, let him

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It is a common knowledge (at least to most of our friends) that we love Pooh-san and his friends. Our love for him is so much that we have a vast collection of anything Pooh-ish. And that includes Pooh-san in varying sizes and in different attire.In this photo, Luke is happily wrestling with the biggest Pooh-san we have here in Japan (you bet we have another big one back home), and the rest are

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to look scary ... or angry ... or funny???At home in KameariDecember 2006

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Sometime in January, Dadi brought Luke with him when he needed to attend a meeting. After the official work, Luke enjoyed strolling around the big campus, with no disturbances from other people, which is common on a regular school day.Enjoy his photos:The University of TokyoYayoi, Bunkyu-ku, JapanJanuary 2007

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Oh, our dear friends, we're back!Back from where? Please don't ask ... ;)Let's just put it this way ... Mami's hands are tied these days that blogging has somehow been put aside. But that doesn't mean that our daily life is not as exciting as before. In fact, as Luke turns 2 (yeah, he's now 2!), there are more flashy things that we love to tell you about. So, allow us to go back where we had last

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This is our last picture taken at the Kyoto Sky Gardens, a few minutes just before we entered the shinkansen tracks back to Tokyo.Luke looked wittingly cute in this photo, probably musing about our exciting 10-day vacation from upnorth in Hokkaido down in the west in Kansai. And now, we're back in the east.We shall never forget our grand escapade. Amazing. Exciting. Appetizing. Freezing. Simply

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We didn't want our last adventure day to be just a travel day back to Tokyo. So, with the much-appreciated help of our friend, Mr. Kanai, who have come all the way from Nishinomiya to our hotel in Honmachi, we went back to Kyoto and have a glimpse of the other important and must-see tourist attractions there.First we headed to Kiyomizu-dera (Temple of Clear Water) and spent our entire morning

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We went to Nara -- Japan's first capital -- on our third day. There, we met with our dear friends, Rich-san and Tomo-san.Upon getting off at the Nara Station, we started walking down the Nara Koen until we reached the Todai-ji with the Daibutsu-den (Hall of the Great Buddha) as its main attraction. Before we got into the gate, we were welcomed by hornless deer scattered around the place. Children

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After happily munching on the chocolate-coated dango, we headed to the Ginkaku-ji, or the Silver Pavilion, on the eastern side of Kyoto. Luke was already asleep when we arrived there, and it was Dadi's turn to carry him -- while taking pictures of the vast garden and me!Unlike in the Golden Temple, we stayed here for only about an hour hiking the mountainside walkways through the tall trees. From

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Our first stop in our Kyoto adventure was the famous Golden Temple or known as the Kinkaku-ji. It was a surprisingly 40-minute bus ride from Keihan-Sanjo train station. It was raining when we went there, but that did not stop us from luring our eyes with the awesome sight inside the temple. Roaming around the temple for almost two hours with a heavyweight toddler in tow (frontpack) was kinda

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To start the new year, we set off to see the beauty of west Japan, in the much-coveted and historic Kansai region. Our 3-night-and-4-day stay was rather short as we start our adventure roaming around Osaka, Kyoto and Nara.I must say that we felt a bit warm in Kansai, as our bodies were somehow got used to the freezing temperature in Hokkaido.Take a look at some of our pictures. Enjoy!Inside the

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January 1st, 2007 -- we left Fukagawa, Hokkaido. We were a bit sad with the thought that our snow-y vacation had come to an end. But we have our happy memories, and our pictures to share with you and for keepsakes.In the photos below, we were at the station waiting for our train to take us back to the New Chitose International Airport. To our dear friends, Rich-san and Tomo-san, thank you so much

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Unlike in Wakkanai, it was fine (=sun is up and bright, no snowfall) in almost all days of our stay in Fukagawa. On days when we're not busy going here and there, we played on the meter-high snow just beside our friends' house. Who is scarier -- Luke with big red hands or the snowman, aka snowdevil? Surely, we didn't want to be on a Halloween mood on a white Christmas season, eh. ;)Do you think

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We spent two joyful nights and three blizzard-y days in Wakkanai, the northernmost part of Hokkaido/Japan. Aside from devouring the sumptuous Japanese dishes served to our pleasure, we went strolling around despite the bad weather (=snowstorm). We went to the Wakkanai Port to see some seals. Too bad we did not see any, but Luke was still smiling and jolly to be out trying to find some seals. On a

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Our first try was a bit short because I was complaining of freezing hands and feet (yup, it's true), so we had our second chance (the place is very near our friend's house) with Dadi enjoying most of it. Of course, it was still freezing cold but we managed to stay a little longer than the first one. However, Luke didn't want to try again and he was crying all the time so we just watched Dadi had

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This is our own version of the sport, k? I recently learned (oh, my innocence) that this is called toboganning (also tobogganing) made for those who are not brave enough to go into the real snowboarding or skiing feat flying high up. We just wanted to get a feel of the excitement of freely gliding down the snowy slope. Screaming, laughing, perspiring. Picture-taking, then freezing to death. ;)

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It's our first Christmas in Japan, and we spent it travelling to Hokkaido -- the coldest place in Japan -- chasing snow and enjoying every cold brrrrrr-eeze that we don't experience in any other places we've been.I'll be posting lots of pictures from our recent trip, so enjoy and feel the snow!Fukagawa, HokkaidoDecember 2006

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Anxiously, and perhaps, impatiently waiting. Very eager to catch his plane that will take him to the coldest part of Japan -- in Hokkaido.Our flight was at 8:30am and we had to leave our place very early. This means waking Tigger up very early, which is not an entirely good idea, especially when traveling, for we can only expect tantrums -- and more tantrums. Luckily and surprisingly, we didn't

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Luke always sees me wearing my pair of red fleece gloves, and he wants to try it on too. And, here's his version -- funny, (a bit) scary, simply innocent. Most of all, he loves wearing it. ;)One cold December dayAt home, 2006

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Shinjuku Gyoen National ParkShinjuku-ku, TokyoDecember-Autumn 2006

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Luke here looks like suman, one of the famous native delicacies in the Philippines made of steamed glutinuous rice wrapped in either coconut or banana leaves.It is brrrr-y cold nowadays so he is carefully wrapped in fleece blanket to keep himself warm, and thus, protecting him (I hope) from all kinds of cold-season illnesses.And he likes his wrapping, doesn't he?At homeAutumn 2006

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And what is he cooking? Maybe, bits of his cookies. In a skillet? ;)And, is that stove-top or floor-top? ;) You might be wondering at how Japan has gone way above and beyond high technology such that even floors are equipped with cooking powers. hahaha! :DJust wanna make you laugh, guys! Though Luke is dead serious at his cooking. ;)At homeAutumn 2006

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TREESby Joyce KilmerI think I shall never seeA poem as lovely as a treeA tree whose hungry mouth is prestAgaisnt the earth's sweet flowing breast.A tree that looks at God all dayAnd lifts her leafy arms to prayA tree that may in summer wearA nest of robins in her hair.Upon whose bosom snow has lainWho intimately lives with rainPoems are made by fools like meBut only God can make a tree.This

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Aside from the stickers on his forehead, what I want to show you folks is his big mouth and, well, his teeth. I could still remember when the first tooth came out. Cranky, irritated, drooling, crying ... and fever too! After that, tooth came out one after the other almost unnoticeable unlike the first's grand entrance.Sadly though, his upper incisors have caries. Yup, so early. :( When he was 1yo

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Can anyone out there tell me what this statue (where Luke is riding at) is like? I can't quite figure it out if it is a fish, a horse, a half-fish-half-man creature, or what? ;)Kyoiku no Mori Kouen(Forest of Knowledge Park)Bunkyo-ku, TokyoBazaar Day in Autumn

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Yeah, we are sorta sticker collector. Any kind will do -- from fancy and elaborate ones to the usual types. And gee, we ran out of albums to place our stickers on. (To be honest, our stickers are not that organized yet, but they are stored in one place, that's for sure.) So, Luke happily stuck a few on his forehead (only one in the pic though), also on his palm and feet. He put one on my forehead

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In Japan, picking of flowers is considered a crime. Flowers are only for viewing by the hungry eyes, and adoring their aesthetic beauty. However, this little boy is not at all aware of that rule. Yesterday, at the Shunjuku Gyoen National Garden, while Dadi was busy taking pictures, and Mami on the look-out for other beautiful displays, Luke instantly snatched a few -- not just one -- yellow

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We first visited Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden last month. It was summer-y green at that time. This month, particularly the first two weeks, is a time to catch a glimpse of the Chrysanthemum Exhibition (which runs until Nov. 15th only). Aside from viewing the vast array of Chrysanthemums of various forms and colors at the Japanese traditional garden, here's what Luke did during this second visit

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Remember this? Yeah, this is the park cum mini-zoo near our apartment. We don't visit here often, but its proximity to where we stay now is an advantage when Luke needs to be out for a while, i.e. I have a deadline or I need to overhaul the house in less time.And so, to the park they went, with my little boy smiling widely as if he has just been freed (from confinement in the house?). More shots:

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Yoyogi KoenShibuya-ku, TokyoNovember 3rd, 2006Japan's Culture Day

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He's never home alone. How about in the park? Yoyogi KoenShibuya-ku, TokyoNovember 3rd, 2006Japan's Culture Day

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Yoyogi Koen, Shibuya-ku, TokyoShibuya Festival/Japan's Culture DayNovember 3rd, 2006

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Yoyogi KoenShibuya-ku, TokyoNovember 3rd, 2006Japan's Culture Day

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It's not only the Haagen Dazs Mac Nut flavor that makes it sweet, but more than that is the rare sight of a dad-and-son tandem sharing in one ice cream, and both are eagerly scooping for a tasteful crunch. What more, Dadi's the one using Luke's baby spoon, and Luke's the ordinary one. Isn't it lovely seeing them eat together, sharing...But wait! How about Mami? Oh, no problem. She munched a whole

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Then and now. Luke has gotten bigger. Pumba (one of Simba's trusted friend) has, or seems to have, become smaller. ;)Like any other child, Luke has grown so much. So fast, so marvelous, so awesome. As a mom, I am so fulfilled and glad to see him change and grow. Looking at his earlier photos brings a smile to my already smiling face, for I get to remember those times when he was still very tiny

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Look who's doin' the shots this time? I guess he doesn't mind the heftiness of the camera, as long as he gets to press the shutter and take a shot at anything. Oh boy, he just loves to press the shutter, that's all. Imitating from how we do it, he tries to near his eyes towards the eyepiece, and gestures to make a shot as if he's a pro.Mami and Dadi are of course extra careful (and scared) with

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Sya ba ay...1. bagong gising, as in kakamulat pa lang ng mga mapupungay na mata2. bagong paligo, at hindi mahanap ni mami ang suklay3. pagod sa kakalaro at kakasigaw4. pa-cute lang sa harap ng camera5. ... ???Wild guess, anyone? ;)

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Gone are the days when this young man eagerly smashes the keyboard, where the harder the hit, the happier he was. He's now a grown up, and grown ups don't bang the computer keyboard. ;) Instead, he uses his finger to press a key at random, and pressing it endlessly till you could only see a single letter or two on the screen typed in infinity. ;)I have this feeling that he's gonna learn how to

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As a parent, it is just amazing to know that kids like mine are keen at imitating what adults do. Here's a classic example of how observant they are. On a few occasions, Dadi was playing with Luke and (unconsciously) showing him how to spin any rounded thing away. And, much to our surprise, Luke is able to do it by himself, after carefully observing how it is done. I think that started when Luke

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Has cleaning been easier with a little help from my enthusiastic toddler?The moment he sees the mop, he instantly grabs it from me and starts mopping the floor just like a pro. ;) Yeah, you bet he is serious with his work, sportive if you may call it.But this rush more often ends halfway. Upon seeing me doing other things (coz I can't clean anymore), he frantically drops the mop on the floor and

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Hey, buddy boy! Is that your new room? How are you gonna sleep in there? Is that an example of what they call "capsule hotel" in Japan?And why are you holding a laddle? Don't tell me you're cooking in there?Luke replies, "Nope, mami! I'm just doing an ocular inspection of our bodega and hoping to see a snake in here. Besides, this is a lot better than kapuseru hoteru!" :-)Ha! ha! ha! ;-)Ooops,

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Anxiously waiting? For what?Oh, well, Luke and I were at the train station waiting for his newfound friend who has just arrived in Tokyo. And, as a good samaritan, he is giving him his stroller. Yup, that's right. His dearly beloved baby car, which he used since he was four months old. Now, he is giving it away, for good use by another Pinoy baby.More hand-me-downs were given to some friends,

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I'm sending some of our things home through a balikbayan box, and guess who wants to be in it. ;)I wonder how much this heavy package would cost me? :)

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We were so happy to spend a whole day in a huge park within Tokyo's central district (for free, courtesy of a Jap friend who works there). Autumn has yet to set in a few weeks, and the park is still covered with beautiful green bushes of summer amidst a cool breeze. Walk. Sleep. Read books. Eat. Chat. Take pictures. Anything. Just enjoy the day at the Shinjuku Gyoen. And enjoy these pictures too!

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Pa-cute.Sobrang excited at gigil.Muryut na. Super duper ultra mega bored to the max!

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Surely, my son has enough collection of all sorts of toys -- to play with, scatter around, chipchop, cuddle and bang here and there. But I guess, enough is never enough.We don't have to buy him new toys everyday, or so often. I've found a clever way of surprising him with ones that are new to him. In the same place that we love to hangout, there are sample toys that children can play with (or

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Still remember how to eat Marie? This time, it's the chicken nugget! ;)At first bite...Hmm, can't seem to taste it.Here, wanna have some? Try to taste it for yourself.I'll take a second bite. Maybe I'd be able to tell the taste this time.No, I need a third one.And, another one.Maybe, the heavens will help me find out what's this nugget tastes like?Sorry guys. Can't really tell if this nugget is

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Alin, alin?Alin ang naiba?Sabihin kung alin ...ang naiba?******************************************One of these things is not like the others,One of these things is not just the sameCan you tell me which thing is not like the others?Now, it's time to play a game!Among other things, Luke is fond of playing with our cookingwares, particularly the covered pans/casseroles. He specially likes the

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Guess you've noticed it by now. Yep, this site has a new look, inspired still by the lovable and huggable Pooh bear. The animated background design was sourced from All About the Bear, although I modified it a bit. Of course, the header (and the rest too!), is an all-sweat output of mine, which I've worked on for a couple of days, as I'm no expert in webdesign. It may not look a pro to some, but

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Here's an interesting conversation between Luke and the empty can of milk.Luke: Hey, there.. come on let's play!Can: Oh boy! Why me? I'm supposed to be at the trash bin. Don't you want to play with your toys anymore?Luke: Ssshh... yeah, I know I have lots, but I'm not in the mood to play with them today, so I just stuck them all over there (behind him). C'mon, let's play hide and seek.Can: Okay,

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Who says toddlers are only up for messing all things around the house? They can be helpful in doing house chores too.My one-year-and-a-half is keen at helping me. That I can boast, especially when it comes to cleaning. Whenever I pull out our mop, he'll grab it and clean the floor to his delight. He also likes to roll away the fleece from our bed, before lying down and play. Oh, what a nice

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Hmmm, the picture speaks for itself. I've got nothing more to say but ... this little fellow is truly extraordinaire. ;)

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Last Friday, we went to Yokohama, and spent the whole afternoon till early evening roaming around Minato Mirai 21.We went up the 69th floor of the Landmark Tower to have a daytime glimpse of Tokyo and Yokohama from atop. Sad to say, Luke went to sleep at the time we got to the fastest elevator in the world, and woke up just as we were down. In other words, he was in dreamland when we were at the

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This is what you get when you put a toddler to sleep right after giving him a bath. ;) Luke slept for more than two hours while his hair was still wet, and got dried up while he was in dreamland. When he got up, his hair had gone up, too! :) And, to make things funnier, this is what you get when you have a curly thin hair. ;)

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This is how Luke "reads" his book. He flips through the pages and normally goes to the page where there is a colorful picture in it. Then, as if trying to read the text, he points to the lines or to any part of that page, just as how an adult would. And, just like in writing, he uses his left hand in pointing to those beautiful pictures.He also practices "reading aloud" by saying, "le,le,le" or

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And to the doctor we went very quick!Here's my poor little son soundly sleeping. By soundly, I mean it literally. I could hear his breathing, deep and long, and the sound of the mucus trapped in his nostrils. I could feel his heart beating fast. His doctor said that his chest's sound is rough, not smooth. Whatever that means, I know that something is not good with his chest. Maybe, due to the

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Hey, did I just say his fave corner in the house is his closet? Well, that is very true, but only when he is in the room. But whenever he gets into the kitchen or dining area, he never misses to play with the stuffs inside the refrigerator. He can't open (yet) the fridge by himself, so he grabs my hand and motion for me to open it for him. Which, I patiently do so. I justify it as part of his

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This is Luke's favorite spot in our apartment (or should I say, one of his favorites). This is where his things are stored, carefully arranged, but most of the time, jumbled in its near-worst shape. Just before I could put his clothes in their respective containers, Luke would race against me in trying to get inside the cabinet and mess everything up. He would even stay there for a few minutes,

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Oh, boy! What happened to your shoes?This pair of shoes has been of service to Luke's gentle feet for so many months, and so far the longest foot buddy my little boy has ever have. It is quite obvious if one day, you'll see this lovely pair in the trash bin. But somehow, my heart is so attached to it that it pains me to put it away.As a mother, I feel so uncaring if I don't buy him a new pair. So

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This picture clearly says that my young boy is a lefty. He probably inherited this trait from me, although I was not a lefty before my third grade. My being lefty is more of a choice, or rather a consequence of my curiosity when I was a child. Back then, I wanted to know how it feels like to use the left hand in writing. My practice went on and on till I completely forgot to use my right hand in

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How many toys does this little boy already have since his birth? I don't know. I haven't counted them all yet. Besides, I don't have much time to count them all, for my time is normally devoted to cleaning and clearing all the cluttered toys around our house. Do I get tired of clearing up the mess? Hmm, well I guess sometimes. But as a mother, I shouldn't, for it's part of my [very challenging]

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Hi there! I've recently discovered ImageShack, a free image hosting site which seems so convenient to post several pics in a slideshow. As a trial, I am posting here some of our pictures taken in Odaiba. Hope you'll enjoy!

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Last Sunday, Mom's Day, we discovered that there is a nice children's park about 500 meters away from our house called the Kamichiba-Sunahara Park. It is quite wide in area, with the homey animals (i.e. pig, goat, horse, rabbit and tiny monkeys) welcoming you upon entering the gate. These animals, by the way, can be fed and held. We even saw children queueing up to have a good horse ride.A walk

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Lying on the floor while eating??? Hmm, that's something unique for this toddler, eh. Luke has his own set of kubyertos mainly comprised of his teaspoon and a nonbreakable plate with some rice and ulam in it. The whole kitchen floor is his table, and all other things you see in his table are just playing accessories. Luke manages to scoop some rice with his teaspoon -- but upsidedown. What

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Today is the start of the weeklong holiday called Golden Week. Despite the cloudy morning, we set off to Tokyo's renowned Ueno Zoo armed with our "baon" and camera. We could not bear to miss this very limited chance to see those wild animals as the admission is FREE, which happens very rarely. As expected, the place was crowded with so many kids around. There were some performers to entertain us

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We celebrated Dadi's birthday today in a v-e-r-y simple way. The three of us went strolling at our new tambayan. Thank heavens the sun came up with its shining rays, although the wind brought a little chill on our sensitive skin.So to Ario we went, and there Luke had another chance of riding the mini-car, this time with Anpanman (a Japanese anime hero). But the car ride was only for a v-e-r-y

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Today's supposed to be a very busy day for us since we planned on rushing to 2 bazaars located somewhere in Bunkyu-ku, sandwiching our very limited time in going to the church. Unfortunately, due to the not-so-good weather today, one bazaar was cancelled, and the other (according to a friend) wasn't that good. So, we headed off to the church. And, mind you, this is the first time that we arrived

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Ario, just 5-minute walk from Kameari Station, is our new tambayan. It opened in March, and we only had three visits to the place so far. But it was only on this 3rd visit that Luke was able to use the Pooh bear-designed baby car -- simply because we got there early. Since the shopping mall is so big, we just walked around but we mostly stayed at the 3rd floor where all baby/kiddy stuffs are

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This picture was taken in the train on our way to the church. Luke is already used to riding the train. But when it was his first time, he was a bit scary. Once, we took the train during rush hour, and he cried so loud and endlessly as if seeing monsters when the train was packed with people like sardines. Since all eyes were on us, we alighted from the train and waited for him to sleep so we

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This little boy enjoys being on top of everything. Even this one, which makes him feel so big to reach the unreachable. This is something new to him, and it is very obvious that he likes it very much with all his smiles (and drool, too!). Heavy as he is, Dadi is having a hard time carrying him that way. But this rarely matter to the young boy as he is ecstatically overjoyed with his newly

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Everyday, Luke does nothing but play. Well, that's what kids love to do, eh. In the picture, he is eager to touch the tower, which he and Dadi built using his dozens of toys. Good thing Dadi was able to take a candid shot before Luke finally made that wonderfully scary touch that brought the tower to its final end -- a Twin-Tower-like fall. As expected, the toys scattered around the room, and

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Hey, there! Come and let's watch Elmo as he teaches us to count backwards from 10 while singing our favorite songs! ;)Ya know, our toddler has an unexplainable fascination on computers. He already knows how to left- and right-click on the mouse, and he does some magical commands that both Dadi and I haven't discovered yet how did it. ;)One good thing about this is that it pacifies him when we

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My toddler doesn't get tired of playing, either with his toys, or with me. Sometimes, he laughs at himself probably feeling gratified at how he ably flicks his toys around. In this picture, he's so happy going around me, and trying to reach for the camera. Sometimes, he circles our [small] bed by alternately sitting and crawling, coupled with a big grin on his face. Oh, he's so cute when he grins

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Hey, young man, what are yah doin' there, huh? You're messing up Dadi's things ... lagot ka! ;)Ay, natinga ako. Ayoko ng kumain pa nitong wafer na ito. Besides, di rin masyado masarap. Nothing beats Marie ;)Here I come! And I'm gonna bite you terribly with my big teeth. You'll surely scream to death! Raaarrrrr!!! ;)Kumukuti-kutitap, kumikindat-kindat ang aking mga matang sa iyo'y bumubusi-busilak

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Ate Dana, my cousin, is celebrating her 3rd birthday today. She gave me an e-cake on my birthday. Now, it's my turn to greet her. Since we are miles apart, I want to e-greet her with this image. Hope she'll like it. My real gift, though, is coming a few days late. Hope she'll like that too!PS: The image was taken from this site.

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Yep, you bet this little boy loves to sit in his own version of a bath tub while having a steam bath. This basin is actually mom's laundry buddy, which is the biggest we found here so far (at a 100-yen shop).We do have a real bath tub, but we don't use it for him, basically for two reasons: it's too big for him, and to save water which is so precious here. Soon, he'll get a chance to use a real

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As a mother, how I wish my son would somehow imitate Pooh's non-stop cravings for a smackerel of honey. No, it's not the honey, but the attitude for eating.Luke is so picky when it comes to solids. In the entire journey to solid feeding, which started when he was about 6.5 months old, I don't remember him finishing a small jar of pre-mixed solids in one eating. There is always left over, not to

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As a one-year old, this is his greatest accomplishment so far. He's able to stand (from sitting) without any help. Note that his feet is almost one ruler apart, and most of the time, both arms in the air. This is his way of attaining balance, but eventually, after a few seconds, he'll fall back to sitting. And then make that witty laugh, feeling good about himself. In this instance, he stood for

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Good. Lots of fun. Lots of new toys to play with and scatter around the house. Enjoyed playing train-train with the kids. Lots of foods, too! It was exhausting for mami since she was alone in the preparations. Despite that, all of us were very happy to share this big day with our friends who joined us in the celebration. Many of our friends did not make it to the party, but we're pretty sure they

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Happy birthday to you!Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, happy birthdayHappy birthday Luke Nathaniel!

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A few more sleeps, and here comes the big Oh, One party for this young fella.Not probably minding that his birthday is just a few days away, my son is busy with his standing-without-holding-on-to-something moments, at the same time endlessly playing. I am, on the other hand, occupied -- and frantic -- with things that should be prepared for the 2-day party.Yes, that's right. A 2-day party. Wow!

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speechless ... no words to say ... for the heart speaks of what it feels.

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Marie, for the sake of our friends who are not so familiar with it, is an all-time favorite biscuit for kids like Luke. Having two pieces of it a day is already a good way to ease the "rumbly in your tummy." It also helps practise biting/chewing skills for li'l ones, and is not a choking hazard as it easily melts in the mouth. Not tasty either, to blend with the bland solids he's having at this

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It is said that walkers are made to aid would-be toddlers in their journey towards their walking milestone. However, I seem to prove it, by observing this little fellow, that it has been more of a hindrance than a help. Crossing this "bridge" that divides our Western-style room and dining/kitchen area is an easy task for Luke when crawling. And he crawls fast now. Without so much effort, he

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Isn't it great to play with my silly ol' bear all day long? Yes, it is. ;)Here's the newest addition to our Pooh collection -- a towel ring (together with some Pooh-inspired towels of varying sizes and colors) given to us by a Japanese couple from Sapporo -- thanks Rich and Tomo-san! I tried to hang myself on it, just like a towel would do, but obviously I am too big for it. :) So I just let my

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