Hi! My name is Joshua Isaac Roberto. I was born supernaturally by the miracle of adoption to Ardy and Tingting Roberto when I was 7 months old. My name, Joshua, means "God saves" and I saved my Mama and Daddy from the heartache and longing for a child. Now we're a family! I found out that my Dad is a writer so I asked him to ghost write this blog for me while I try to get a bigger pair of typing hands.
Joshua: Dad! What's that (pointing to the blood transfusion pack being transfused via IV into Joshua's Mom).
Dad: That's hot sauce. (Deadpan look.) Josh: Oh... why does Mama need hotsauce in her body? Dad: So that when we kiss her, it will be spicy! (Your Mama is a hot mama!) Josh: Oh... (looking confused.) Dad: Got ya! My Mama is at The Asian Hospital again. She went for a check-up with my Dad and based on her tests (she has anemia), the doctor ordered her to be confined for a blood transfusion.
Contentment is feeding your baby boy oatmeal. This was taken about two years ago when Joshua had to be fed. Now he has to be forced not to eat too much! :-) No problem. He's such a hearty eater.
I was kissing my Joshy Boy good night and readying him for bed (which means: giving him his MiMi, kissing his forehead, reading him a story and/or singing a lullabye).
As I kissed his forehead, he told me :
Daddy, don't kiss me naman. You're so baho eh... You did not take a bath like me.
Oh, sorry, Joshua. But I brushed my teeth naman ah! (I tried smelling my shirt and my underarm, if indeed I smelled bad, but no naman.) Hmmm was this boy pulling my leg again?
Okay, Josh. I will just sing you a lullabye, okay?
Okay, Dad. But no kissing.
Okay, sure my son, my love.
Baby, baby, baby ooh! (I sing the Justin Bieber song like a lullabye just to pull his leg. I do this every night to kid him.)
No, Dad! (Joshua starts covering his ears. First time he has done this..)
Don't sing Ba-by, Ba-by, Ba-by o-oh! It's too loud. Not like that. Don't sing Ba-by, Ba-by, Ba-by oooh! It's too loud naman!
Okay, anak. Sorry. Okay, here we go (Oh how I wish I had taped his voice as he was saying/singing Justin Bieber).
Then I proceed to sing, our classic Brahms lullabye mash up,
Lullabye, Joshua Boy, Oh how we love you sooo mu-uch! Go to sleep, our Joshy Boy, how we lo-o-ove you so mu-uch! Lalalu, lalalu....
Ayan, okay. Thanks Dad.
Then Josh closes his eyes and goes off to dream land.
Thank You Lord for such a wonderful, funny, boy.
With apologies to Justin Bieber who will be visiting the Philippines to do a concert this May.
For those who have been living under a rock and don't know the Bieber song, here's the MTV on Youtube which has been viewed for only 520MILLION times! Yikes!
Last night, while at the office, I called home to check on Josh and was surprised to hear Joshy Boy's voice:
"Hi Daddy! I misss yoooooo!"
It was the first time he picked up the phone on me and the first time he uttered those precious words on the phone to me. I think he truly missed me because we had spent most of the day together before I went to the office at 4pm.
That's not me in the picture. But I do love pancakes like that Bunny Rabbit does. I haven't tried it as a hat though...
Every Saturday morning, my Daddy Papa and Mama bring me to McDo for a big breakfast of Pancakes and eggs. They bring our own honey because they don't want me to be super hyper the whole day -- which is what happens when I eat the McDonald's pancakes with their super sweet and sugary syrup.
On other days, manay Lola cooks hotcakes mixed with super healthy grounded flaxseeds to offset the mound of yummy but heartclogging butter on my cakes.
Sorry, we've been absent from blogging about our lives. We recently had a year long sabbatical in Tagaytay where we lived for half of the year... Now we're back in Makati and back to the heat of the city! :-( Love you all!
