Paul Potts, my Momma and Dada and the surprise party

My Mom and Dad watched Paul Potts last October 8. That day happened to be my Momma's birthday as well.

The concert was Dad's gift for Momma. She loves the opera and she loves to sing. Every morning she sings "The Sound of Music" to me.

The Hills are alive!! ...with the Sound of MUUUUsic! Ah haaa haaa haaa!

That makes my day and opens up my earlobes.

Well, I was sound asleep when they left to watch the concert (Paul Potts is this British guy who won the reality tv show, Britain's Got Talent and his audition where he sang Nessun Dorma got more than 3 million hits on YouTube!!). Anyway, at around 10pm, Momma's friends started to come around and wait for Momma and Dada to come back from the concert.

Because my Momma wanted to go and have a midnight snack at Cafe Adriatico after the concert, my Dada had to say that has was having LBM and that they had to go home already. (Isn't that lying? Someone please explain to me why this is okay?)

Well, Momma was surprised when she opened the door to see me up and with so many people around me! Ninang Mae, Ninang Sharon, Ninong Myki and Ninang Bel, Ninang Boom, Kuya Misha and Tita Gina, Tita Theo (who just got out of the hospital for surgery after being stabbed by a mugger) and Tito Howie.

They all had ice cream and cake while I had my big bottle of ... milk.

Life is good and my Momma and Daddy were all smiles.

I thought it was morning already and so I was up until 1am... it took a while before my motor stopped running and realized that I needed more sleep.

I love to sleep. I love being here. Thank You Lord :-)

A different perspective

The woman holding me upside down is the architect of what will be our new house.

She's my Godmommy too. Her name is Sharon and she's the sister of my Daddy.

Things look different when you're looking upside down.

A frown looks like a smile.

The floor looks like the ceiling.

Looking at things from the other side helps us not to judge things right away.

Space!

It was my parent's anniversary yesterday. They were supposed to go out of town to celebrate, but they also had a big event and things sort of 'happened' like they usually do. So, my Mama took me with her (yes!) and boy did my eyes almost pop out of my sockets when I saw how big this house was that we visited.

I was told that this wasn't a house but a hotel.

Space!

Thank You Lord for the wide open space!

Space to run (well, walking very fast with my Daddy holding my hands) and crawl!

I felt like I could run and crawl forever.

Space facinates me. How long will it take for space to run out? What if I walked outside the hotel and kept on walking and crawling? Where would I end up? What if I flew upwards towards the sky? Where would I be tomorrow?

I slept like a baby (wait, I am a baby) after 7pm and they got someone to bring a crib to their hotel room where I promptly lay down and dozed off into dreamland...
Good night. :-)