Munchkin Mommy

Whoops!  I thought I had something to say.  But as it turns out, I’ve got nothing major major after all.  If only there’s a wonderful answer to every wonderful question.  ;)

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Oh, I might have something to share after all…

I realized last night that my daughter hasn’t seen a beauty pageant ever.  It was already late in the pageant (top 15 finalists) when we tuned in to Miss U. The little miss center of my universe was thrilled when Ms. Philippines made it to the Top 10 and then eventually, the Top 5.  But every party has a party pooper, don’t you agree?  In this case, the Q&A.  Should I be mad at the handsome handsome Billy Baldwin?  Heck, no! He’s too wonderful…thankfully.  Whoops! *giggles*

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My first grader wondered why there were interpreters.  “But they don’t speak English,” she said, referring to the candidates who sounded so sexy in their native tongues, as if interpreter use should be a point against them.  She asked, too,  why Ms. Philippines didn’t have an interpreter.  I proudly told her that in the Philippines, people speak English very well. Then again, Abby knows my this-is-too-painful-to-watch face as she has seen it so many times also during tv watching. So she asked me, “How’d she (Ms. Philippines) do?”  And all I could say was…I think I ignored that question.

Promise.  Abby will sleep early tonight. :P

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With everything that’s happening back home, including last night’s pageant, I know redemption isn’t too far behind.  We’re just too battered already.  Manny Pacquiao should probably get in (on? :P)the ring…like right now.

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Gotta go.  I’ve said too much.  See, that’s why I need to go private. I don’t really like chewing on my foot.  Believe you me, it doesn’t taste very appealing.  I’ve reached my quota of foot in mouth episodes. ;)

It’s Choose Day (Tuesday)!  Choose to be happy and avoid anything or anyone who’ll make you feel otherwise. ;)

Cheers, y’all!

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Not that I was ever really away!

My little girl’s back in school.  I thought we were going to have a tough morning, but no, I was up before 6am and the first grader was up by 6:30am.  How’s that for first day of school excitement?!

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So this morning, I was back doing one of the things I do best, if I may say so myself, “assembling” a decent lunch for Abby and throwing in a couple of healthy snacks in her lunch box.  But that’s an entry for another site. *wink*  Hee hee.  I told my daughter my lunch time appearances this school year will be limited.  In fact, I wasn’t really planning on going to school today for lunch, but the little boss requested that I come over. So I did.  How can I refuse?  I  guess she’s used to having her girl Friday around. Anyway, I saw it as an opportunity to start getting to know the 15 or so other kids in her class. ;)

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After slacking on exercise for two months, it was good to get back to running.  Well, my run might actually only be a jog to some, but hey…   It was a leisurely 2.5-mile run.  I wasn’t panting or gasping for air and I didn’t ever feel I was going to pass out…and that, I think, is a very good thing.  Hee hee. :)  After my run, I squeezed in some gym time.  And you know what I’m going to say next…it’s good to be back in the gym!  ;)

If by any chance you thought that I have all the time to do the things I do – make school lunches, volunteer in school, run and exercise (among other things) – because I’m a stay-at-home mom, I forgive you.  Hee hee. :P

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And here’s the buh-bye part…

In a couple of days, that is, as soon as I figure out how to do it, this space will cease to exist in the public eye.  After finally growing out of online naivety brought about by 5 years of blogging, it finally hit me, who cares what I think or say or do anyway?  Take the first part of this entry for instance?  Who cares if it’s the first day of school?  That I’m making school lunches again? That I’m running again?  Exactly.

This blog has suffered neglect for the longest time.  I guess Facebook is partly to blame.  I got lazy because I could easily update my status on FB, which brings me back to the question, who among my 355 “friends” on FB cares what I put on my wall?  What I cooked?  What I baked?  Where we went?  Exactly.

Having said that, I will steer myself away from FB and just channel the time I spend there on my blogs, albeit, privately (for this one)…for the people who really care…my mom? My husband?  Hee hee. :P

I love it here, always have, always will.  Plus, I love putting my thoughts down on paper, well, more like typing it and seeing it on screen, wrong grammar and misspellings notwithstanding.  And just the thought of the range of topics I can write about privately gets me all psyched up!  It’s going to be very liberating! I know it already! I am just about ready to burst in excitement!

I shall tell you when it happens…not that anybody cares.  Hee hee.

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Have a great week ahead and think happy thoughts, y’all!  It’s going to be a great one for us! *sighs contentedly*

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Dear Abby,

So how does it feel to be six and a day older?  Not much different from being 5, is it? It’s funny how being the youngest in your class and as each of your classmates turned 6, your 6th birthday just couldn’t come fast enough.  But that’s you, impatient a lot of times. :D

There is just so much ahead of you, Sweetie.  How do I even begin to explain in a way that you’ll understand, that you shouldn’t be in too much of a hurry to be a grownup?  That you should enjoy and savor each and every day?  That you’re so blessed to be a child whose every need (and a lot of times, want), thanks to God’s grace, is practically being served in a golden platter?

Your dad and I are very proud of everything you’ve accomplished since your last birthday.  In a few days, you’ll be entering first grade, and we know you will continue to amaze us in and out of school, in more ways than we can imagine, like you always have.

You are a very good and headstrong little girl, Abby.  You say what’s on your mind and you, thank goodness, will not allow yourself to be bullied!  Your Mimi says it’s because you’re too smart and I might have to agree with her.  I remember that one time at the playground  not too long ago, when a girl who couldn’t be older than you said you can’t play because you’re wearing flipflops.  What did you tell her?  That she can’t tell you what to do, that’s what!  Haha!  I wish I were more courageous like you when I was little. I would have just probably kept mum and walked away. :D

We love you very much Abby.  And loving you means we have to be tough on you sometimes, hopefully, not too tough that you’ll have to set aside an hour each week of your adulthood, lying down on some couch to tell some professional with pen and paper in an armchair why you blame your childhood for…for whatever. *knocks on wood* :D  You have to understand that Mom and Dad didn’t go to parenting school, but believe us when we say that we are truly doing our best.  We rely heavily on our childhood experiences and the “parenting module” used by Mimi, Wiwa and Wowo.  Mom and Dad turned out way more than ok, so we just might be on the right track.

I shall continue praying that God keep you in His loving care and protection like He has always done for all of us and that He may continue to bless you in countless ways.  In the same breath, I pray that God grant us, your parents, the grace to always be good to you and be every bit deserving of the wonderful gift that you are.  May we be able to set for you, examples worth emulating, so that you may thrive well in the sometimes cruel world outside our happy home. :)

Happy 6th Birthday, my sweet sweet baby. We love you more than you’ll ever know. *mmmuah*

All my love,

Mommy Weng

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