She spent most of her vacation time at home because she got sick right after their program on the last day of school and I had to work so there was no chance for us to go anywhere. The weather also wasn’t up for it and so we didn’t even go to the beach on weekends.

Anyway, I am amazed at how she loves her teacher. She hugs her and she lovingly hugs back every single morning at school. She talks about her like a second mom and she cries when we talk about the remaining days of Ms. K - she will only be here until April 30 because she’ll fly to Australia to give birth.

I can already imagine the sadness on P’s face when that day comes!

Everyday when I would dress myself for work, she would ask me, “Today, work?” I tell her, Y-E-S. On the first day, she just shrugged her shoulders and went on to sing a Katy Perry song playing on the radio.

But today, she finally hurled her honest emotion and complained, “Mama, tell your bosses, ALL OF THEM that if there are no classes, there should be NO WORK too!”

Uhm, yeah I got the message! That’s what I’ve actually been thinking while sitting my a*s in the office for 9 hours!

Did you hear that bosses? ALL OF YOU? LOL!

Just for this morning , I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is.

Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you up and take you to the park to play.

Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together.

Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles.

Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one if he comes by.

Just for this afternoon, I won’t worry about what you are going to be when you grow up, or second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned.

Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won’t stand over you trying to fix them.

Just for this afternoon, I w ill take us to McDonald’s and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys..!

Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born and how much I love you.

Just for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry.

Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the porch and count all the stars.

Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you for hours, and miss my favorite TV shows.

Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as you pray, I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever given.

I will think about the mothers and fathers who are searching for their missing children, the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children’s graves instead of their bedrooms, and mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer senselessly, and screaming inside that they can’t handle it anymore.

And when I kiss you good night I will hold you a little tighter, a little longer. It is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask him for nothing, except one more day…

Pristine’s school will be holding a concert on Wednesday and we’re pretty excited to go and see. Her class will have a sort of play and some singing and supposedly, their parts are kept secret from the parents so we will be in for a big surpirse. Yeah, right! Asking a bubbly 5 year old to keep a secret is the same as asking a fish to breathe on land!

Of course she told us what they will be doing and what part she will be playing. She’ll be a fairy, that’s it and they’re singing The Sound of Music’s So long, farewell song. Hmmm, I have to find out how a fairy is connected to The Sound of Music!

I bought her costume of a pink and white dress and some fairy wings of course. She is delighted! Really, what’s with little girls and fairies, wands, wings and the color pink?

As a mom, I know what I can and cannot do. I know my limitations when it comes to my daughter, especially regarding her education. This I realized these past few days - I don’t have the capacity to teach Pristine at home. That being said, without snapping or getting edgy or giving up. Don’t get me wrong, she is a very well behaved child, picks up what it taught of her easily, getting really good grades in school and well-mannered.

I am appalled by myself. How can I ever take control of my patience? She’s just a child! Last weekend, we were learning how to tell the time. Seriously, I think she’s too early to learn how to read the clock but since the teacher is starting to teach them and she brought a homework with it, I had to help her learn. I love reading books to her, telling self-made stories or mimick anything funny but when it comes to serious learning, I suck, big time.

It is hard for me to repeat things more than three times without fuming up. It’s not her fault but entirely mine. My mother, listening in the background would snap at me saying, “You’re becoming like your father!”

My father had a short fuse when helping us with our lessons while we were in school. It was tough having him around from when I was learning how to do the multiplication table until I sought help for Algebra. I swore I’d never be a parent like him, yet I am fast becoming one.

But I am going to try harder. Think that Pristine is a well able student who’s learning and needs my help, needs an understanding mom and not a tyrant. I seriously need lots of hard work with regards to my patience. God help me.

We were just halfway when she told me something I didn’t want to hear, especially while waiting eternally for the traffic to clear for us to cross the very busy intersection: “Mom, I wanna go to the toilet…”

Yikes, yikes, yikes!!

I estimated we will not be able to reach in 10 minutes and her face says it all. I couldn’t park the car in the sidewalk because we’re in the middle of the 6 lane road. All I could do was distract her by singing random songs in the radio, pointing out interesting things outside, let her play with my cellphone and pray. Prayed lots!!

I kindly asked her to hold it, if she can and that we’ll do her thing in the school toilet as soon as I fly out the car out that road. She obeyed and as soon as I parked the car, I carried her, ran to her classroom - straight to the toilet. Whew, it was really close!

I came to office today with lots of things in my mind. There’s work, there’s blogging at my main blog, blogging here (I can’t believe I’ve totally abandoned this one) but suddenly I find myself in a brain freeze!

Better pick up the speed and search for that lost motivation before the day ends. I hate wasting time and yet, I seriously lack the drive today. Hopefully, I can propel myself and kick my own butt ASAP.

Whatever.

I’ve downloaded some new themes that are probable sleeping-blog boosters. Tried to access my hosting company’s cPanel to load them but surprise, surprise, the site is blocked at work! I had been able to access it last week and now, it’s gone. I feel so frustrated since I don’t have the time to be in front of the PC and work on my blogs at home. The only time I can tackle these kinds of tasks are when I am at work, during breaks and in-betweens. *sigh*

Curiously, she says “vanilla” for everything non-chocolote, which of course is ok if the thing is really vanilla like Vanilla Ice Cream or the like. Once we ordered cake for her birthday and the cake shoppe lady asked me if I wanted a chocolate cake or vanilla flavored one. From then on, it stuck to her that all things non-chocolate are called Vanilla, thus plain Krispy Kreme donuts are vanilla donuts in her vocabulary.

Anyway, I like Krispy Kreme too, I mean who doesn’t? And hey, don’t worry if you are dieting, it’s said to be zero calories — yeah, right there, that part in the middle. It’s zero calories ladies, so go on, have it!

Today is Barbie’s 50th birthday. She’s an old lady now but look at her, never aged, never will! She’s supposed to at least look like the one on the left, you know!

There was an announcement in the radio about a Barbie party celebration at a nearby mall so we went since it’s Friday and it’s my day off from work.

When we arrived, there was utter chaos! A big boobed girl in hot pink and fishnet stockings was standing in the stage, waving her hand on the audience, composed of parents and children as young as newborns! The toy store where that Barbie gathering was held also had a promotion of buy one, take one Barbie - you buy one Barbie doll, you get another one of the same price or lower, for free! What a great marketing. I’ve never seen parents going crazy over plastic dolls.

Sadly, sadly, stupidly — including myself!

I don’t know what came over me. I was one of the crazed parents who dove in to get a box and another. Pristine never even asked me to buy for her. Ah, memories of my childhood came back. Though I’ve never been interested in Barbies or any dolls for that matter, my friends were. And I assumed Pristine would love one. For $32, I picked a random princess Barbie and got a $19 doll for free. I thought I got a great bargain by having two dolls for $32.

After all the chaos ceased, I am so disgusted to have spent that much (ok maybe cheap for you but it isn’t for me, after I came to my senses!!) on a doll that’s probably going to gather dust in our house.

The next time Barbie invites us for her 100th birthday party, I ain’t taking my grandkids to see her!! Urrrgh!!