Smarty Borjie

I was getting ready to sleep yesterday afternoon when Borjie came up to the computer, and started reading out letters from the keyboard. He would say "Letter A, mommy oh!" or "Letter E, mommy oh!". From where I am, it looks to me that he was pointing at the correct position of the letters in the keyboard, so I got up to see for myself. I was amazed that he actually had them right. We started reading out the letters from the keyboard, and inspired by his interest, we went to Starfall.com to study further.

From there, he was able to read out to me the letters of the alphabet and the words under it. What surprised me more is he actually knows how to click on them using the mouse. Looking carefully at the cursor on the screen, he would navigate the mouse with this hand and when he sees that the cursor is pointing directly at the letter, he would then click on it. Sometimes, he loses the pointer and then I would guide him into seeing it, and then he brushes my hand away. He even knows to click on the arrow to move on to the next page. And then he moves on the to the next letter and the words starting with it.

There was even a particular folder in the desktop where he said "letter "f" mommy, oh! and at one point, moving the mouse around, he pointed at the "x" button of the window and said "awa, x!"

I was in trance wathcing my little boy. I never knew of a 3-year old kid who can navigate the internet. His interest and attention span was more than what is common for his age. I was getting tired and sleepy already studying with him so I told him that the next letter will be the last letter. He argued and say "wala pa gani "Y", and then added "sleep nalang, Mommy, kabalo naman ko." *sigh*...either kids these days grow up so fast, or i am ljust lagging behind...

I Could Not Ask for More

I Could Not Ask for More

What Life Has Given Me

Two days ago, I was in one of the world's most beautiful places, basking under the warmth of the sun, enjoying the cool waters and sandy beaches of Boracay, in the arms of no less than my favorite person on earth - my husband. What better way to celebrate my birthday.

I am twenty-seven this year, and although I know I don't look it, I sure feel that I am actually older (and hopefully wiser). Life has given me so many experiences that has enriched me as a person (even if not financially) and I can't thank God enough for how He has been so faithful to me over the years.

While most people my age are probably struggling through quarter-life crisis, I'd like to believe that at this stage of my life, I know exactly where I am and where I want to get to. Life has given me a better perspective of things and I have decided on the what directions I'd like to take.

I don't feel the void and the emptiness that a lot of people my age are going through. I have my hands full raising my kids, weaving a happy marriage and establishing a career. And despite the rush and overwhelming load of things to do, I feel fulfilled.

God has given me the kind of job that I imagined doing when I joined the industry that I'm in. He has given me a husband so kind, patient and so understanding, the kind of man I've been dreaming about since I was a teener. He has given me beautiful, smart and high-spirited kids, not to mention affectionate and sweet.

They say that life gives to you what you have given to it. But this was not true to me. Life has given me more that what I have given to it - in fact, even more than what I was willing to give. By earthly standards, it may be injustice, but by heaven's standard, it's called grace.

Life has given me so much to celebrate about, so much to be grateful for. God has shown to me an outpour of His love, with blessings overflowing, in leaps and bounds. And the most beautiful gift of all is the fact the life has given me this early what most people take a lifetime to find - a happy family.

After the Happily Ever After

Most of the fairy tales I've read ends with the wedding, with the bride and groom and sealing their love with a kiss. What most people don't realize that it is actually the start of a new story, a more interesting plot. The day after the "happily ever after" is actually far more worth looking into, because it is when reality sinks in.

You'll have to come to terms with the fact that you'll have to wake up with the same person every morning, that you have to deal with his snoring every night and you have to pick up after the person's mess scattered anywhere in the bedroom. It's when you realize that your space is not actually your space, but it's shared. You time is no longer yours. When your friends ask you out for a gimik, you have to remember to call the other person to at least inform him/her of your whereabouts. Your life isn't yours alone anymore.

But the far more better side of the deal is that, you have someone to share everything with. And I mean everything. You have someone to celebrate your victories with, and someone to cry together with. Someone can always take the blow when you want to vent out your anger, and you'll know that he'll love you anyway. When you're trapped into commiting into something you don't want to get into, you can always say "Let me consult my better half".

After the wedding, there will be twists and turns, highs and lows, and everything in between. You'll just have to remember that no matter where the journey takes you, and where the story leads, always be reminded to stick to each other, to always make the most of every situation and to always have fun.

I want to live my marriage in a way that my children and grandchildren will remember us and say "They really did live happily ever after." And today, almost four years into marriage, we never stopped exerting the effort to make our marriage as magical as it could possibly be. We don't aim to make it to the pages of "Once upon a time..." but what we want to do is create a memory for the generation after us as to what should really happen after the "happily ever after."

Married Again

I lost my wedding ring way back when I was still in training in Convergys which was a little more than a couple of y

ears ago. I've put off buying a new ring because I didn't really see the necessity of having one. Wearing a ring is not the be all and end all of being married. I don't necessarily see it as a symbol of unending love, but more of an indication of your marital status.

When I was in training for Quality, my trainer, John Pham refused to believe I am married. He lied about his age to us and he thought I was turning the table against him. He looked at my finger and saw no wedding ring. He refused to believe until I showed him pictures of my kids and my husband.

So to put an end to people's endless skepticism to my real civil status, and to lessen the shock when they see me with my kids, Aldrich and I got us a new set of wedding rings. I'm married - again.