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Lucia" /><category term="Paypal" /><category term="two-year old breastfeeding" /><category term="6th wedding anniversary" /><category term="Maybelline Shine Free Foundation" /><category term="monthsary" /><category term="blog update" /><title>Story Book Mom</title><subtitle type="html">Flipping the Pages of My Life As I Juggle Marriage.. Parenting.. Work.. Home Living and Ordeals On-Line</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.mdelacena.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.mdelacena.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9166603525754343931/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>storybookmom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06928182225245805331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="28" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Id5THxM64Rs/TyFq0ksEZ4I/AAAAAAAAA6c/lRHzh8dCcZs/s220/flavors2.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/mdelacena/gdUQ" /><feedburner:info uri="mdelacena/gduq" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQMQHw-fSp7ImA9WhRUGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166603525754343931.post-59687386062254937</id><published>2012-01-29T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T00:19:41.255+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-31T00:19:41.255+08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="take-out boxes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eco friendly parties" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="parenting" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="heleina erin" /><title>Party, Party</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Erin was excited when she went home yesterday. She had with her a birthday invitation from her best friend and classmate since Nursery, Zairus. My mom would always tell me how close these two are. When she brings Erin to school and he sees her, it's as if they haven't seen each other for years. The same scene would happen when it's time to go home from their class. They would both wave and say goodbye endlessly until they part ways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here is my Erin Girl in her dress, ready to have fun at her best friend's 5th birthday party to be held at their school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPYMNXQOW-k/TyQWQi2KhAI/AAAAAAAAA8c/3GUsh3vmPWI/s1600/attending+a+birthday+party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPYMNXQOW-k/TyQWQi2KhAI/AAAAAAAAA8c/3GUsh3vmPWI/s320/attending+a+birthday+party.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Erin Girl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My mom told me that when they arrived, there were other kids already then Zai's mom exclaimed "Ay ayan na si Erin!", &lt;i&gt;(Oh, here comes Erin!) &lt;/i&gt;and from the way she said it, it's as if Erin was their special guest:) She handed out her gift to him and said happy birthday. Mom left her and just asked their teacher to text her if the party's over. It's Saturday and I'm overloaded with household chores so I wasn't able to come with her. Here are some pictures from the party which I grabbed from Zairus's mom's Facebook &lt;i&gt;(hope it's okay with her).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BeTNXWwkmzw/TyQWLwxHlrI/AAAAAAAAA8U/528GzEg9Fw0/s1600/birthday+party+with+Erin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BeTNXWwkmzw/TyQWLwxHlrI/AAAAAAAAA8U/528GzEg9Fw0/s320/birthday+party+with+Erin.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kids enjoying the birthday party&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Fun games ignited the children's energy. My daughter had a great time and it was obvious from the pictures above. There was a buffet of food for mommies while for the kids, their meals were placed in &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;take-out boxes&lt;/a&gt;. Using these food services for children's birthday parties is very popular but in other country, eco friendly parties especially for kids are being widely promoted. Instead of Styrofoam or plastic plates, they use biodegradable ones to help Mother Earth and of course to save their children too from getting toxic and other harmful materials from plastic plates or cups. Hopefully, we could also adapt that trend. If only eco friendly plates are spread all over the supermarket or groceries, people would be much aware that there are such products. Unfortunately, sometimes you would have to exert much effort to ask the store keeper if they have it because mostly they are placed far beneath the shelves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, when the party was over, Erin's teacher texted my mom that she could pick her up. Zai's mom was excited to show the two kids' pictures and said she would look for me in Facebook and tagged me the photos. Well, I guess I was that excited too that I looked for her account first and tada! Pictures grabbed and posted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Birthday Zairus! Hopefully, you and Erin would remain best friends until you are both grown ups.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So what prompted me to work on my cooking skills? I guess I got disappointed with the&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;recent long weekend that we had. I asked hubby to prepare meals other than fried dish since he's off from work. But he didn't. He said he was lazy to cook so he just asked me to fry whatever inside the fridge &lt;i&gt;(that was Sunday). &lt;/i&gt;Come Monday and instead of heading to my request he yanked us all to eat outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HcY76Yxb8-Y/TyLc8BZt2pI/AAAAAAAAA8M/yEMrv4CK7pA/s1600/loving+the+kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HcY76Yxb8-Y/TyLc8BZt2pI/AAAAAAAAA8M/yEMrv4CK7pA/s320/loving+the+kitchen.jpg" width="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I thought, perhaps now is the time that I should really learn how to cook &lt;i&gt;(after six years of marriage ugh! Shame on me!) &lt;/i&gt;And for my first attempt, I tried to cook "nilagang manok". I was nervous when I had my kids seated on their chair, waiting for their meals. My son loves this dish so I asked him first how did it taste. He said it's delicious and I believe him because after his first cup of rice he asked for the second and third one. My daughter, Erin, ate a lot too that day while my youngest loves the cabbage I put in it. It was a success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second attempt was a dish with no name lol! I just cooked the pork meat with tomato sauce and as requested by Cien, cabbage! When hubby tasted it, he said it's okay and that he's proud because at least now I'm trying to cook. It's a nice feeling to learn something new everyday. Now this is just one of the reasons why I think and believe that this year is MY year! &lt;i&gt;(fingers crossed)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-6485280673153060575?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A day was actually not enough for us to catch up with our lives since we rarely see each other. We talked about our good old times working together in the same company. We may be living in different paths now but the camaraderie we had will always stay with us. Thanks to different social medias because reminiscing is just few clicks away through pictures and videos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bonding with friends does not need to be expensive. We spent hours at Starbucks and ordered coffee for each of us &lt;i&gt;(with &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;take-out boxes&lt;/a&gt; on our hands when we went home lol!)&lt;/i&gt;. After all, the reason why we made efforts to to travel and meet up was to catch up with each other and not to load our &lt;strike&gt;bloating&lt;/strike&gt; tummies.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3l-ukHdiQ8/TyLL4z5J9zI/AAAAAAAAA8E/VXsPQkjaFQY/s1600/starbucks+with+friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I3l-ukHdiQ8/TyLL4z5J9zI/AAAAAAAAA8E/VXsPQkjaFQY/s320/starbucks+with+friends.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perfect Match for Hours of Chikkas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And what could be the most convenient place for us to have lunch but at SM &lt;i&gt;(as usual)&lt;/i&gt;. It was still early to have lunch so we walked around first. Hubby saw this red sofa with ang-pao tree behind and we had our pictures taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bHc1VDFBUMw/Tx76lLUiUtI/AAAAAAAAA5I/S5exAEFB3tI/s1600/chinese+new+year.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bHc1VDFBUMw/Tx76lLUiUtI/AAAAAAAAA5I/S5exAEFB3tI/s320/chinese+new+year.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese New Year &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;January 23,2012&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We already ate at almost all of the food outlet in SM Taytay and so we had lunch for the nth time at Savory. Our lunch was actually a treat from me because I got a sideline and got few bucks from it. It was a nice feeling for me because at least I got to treat my family once in a while and I'm sure hubby enjoyed his meal so much this time because he didn't paid for it. lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here it is, our new dinnerware set:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's funny about my hubby's choice of dinnerware is that he wants those with unique shapes. Aside from the usual rounded plates, we had a set of square plates and mind you, they are heavy. We also got a set of egg-shaped plates, like those from Jollibee before and plates like what Greenwhich is using for their lasagna. And now, these, &amp;nbsp;not square, not round but "almost" triangle plates. They are thin and light and so far, I like it. Because no matter how many times I accidentally bump it to our dish dispenser, it never got a crack nor scratch. So that's it. wish granted for hubby!:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-4329315224282478972?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, when she wished for a baby alive last Christmas, hubby and I gave in easily because we knew that she will take good care of it along with its feeding bottle and a set of &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;plastic cutlery&lt;/a&gt;. And she did. That's why we were excited to bring home another gift from her Ninong which was an additional to her collection, a Fisher Price doll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9LonfiSGgg/TxrXNxDq_PI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/IKH-quAdN5w/s1600/doll+lover+at+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--9LonfiSGgg/TxrXNxDq_PI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/IKH-quAdN5w/s320/doll+lover+at+2.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Our Little Doll Lover&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;She didn't gave names for her Baby Alive Dolls but the one above was named by her as "Jessie". Now what's bugging me and her siblings is that these three dolls occupied a lot of bed space! So I talked to her and said that every night she could have just one doll with her and she could let the two sleep in the living room. She was hesitant at first but in the end, she agreed but in one condition, she would have to kiss them goodnight first before she let me leave them in our living room. But after few nights, hubby complained that I should just put her dolls somewhere else because he always got surprised seeing them in the dim light when he go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. The ending was, after Cien sees that her dolls are safely seated on our sofa, I will transfer them in the dining area, where her Dad won't see them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So far, Cien's favorite among her three dolls is Jessie because her body is soft and cuddly plus she loves touching her brunette hair. She even wants to have the same hair style as hers, short hair with bangs lol!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-96803255344384512?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This afternoon I accompanied him to the birthday party. He choose his own outfit and even asked me if he can use his dad's bling-bling. As I watched him get ready I told myself that I already have a &lt;i&gt;"binata"&lt;/i&gt; lol! He looked charming and I am sure the celebrant will swoon when he sees him. Now, don't think that I am a bad mom wanting my son to know about crushes and likes. It's just that I knew that the celebrant &amp;nbsp;likes him even when they were attending the same class. Her mom and I are actually not that close &lt;i&gt;(I can't even remember having conversation with her during their Kinder days)&lt;/i&gt; so I knew it was really Leona who invited my son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_hwQAAA8zU/TxGgrFlw9VI/AAAAAAAAA3E/aMnkx-Hy8Rs/s1600/7th+birthday+party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_hwQAAA8zU/TxGgrFlw9VI/AAAAAAAAA3E/aMnkx-Hy8Rs/s320/7th+birthday+party.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My son was hoping to see their other former classmates at the party. But we learned from her mom that Ciren was the only one invited from their batch. I was worried that he will get bored since he don't know the rest of the people invited but I was wrong, He was bubbly, active and participated as well to different parlor games. He only got to talk to Leona when he was called to give his royal gift. He was asked what he wanted to say to Leona and he said happy birthday in a voice that sounds like a grown up boy. The program continued and then it was eating time. Children were asked to remain seated because their foods were already placed on &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;take-out boxes &lt;/a&gt;and will be served right on their table. Adults fall in line at the buffet table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kids were just playing around after eating and I decided that it's time to go home. Leona was walking around with her aunt I think and I asked the two kids to pose for the camera. Aren't they adorable? I can't help but imagine how will they react if they saw their picture 10 to 15 years from now lol!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0-B1s0-067Q/TxGgtImY6VI/AAAAAAAAA3M/nXLqM98YWMg/s1600/childhood+crush.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0-B1s0-067Q/TxGgtImY6VI/AAAAAAAAA3M/nXLqM98YWMg/s320/childhood+crush.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;As I looked back at my son's photo, I had mixed emotions. I was proud, nervous, scared, happy.. I don't know, because in my heart I know few years from now, he will be in charge of himself, a full independent man who wouldn't need his mom to be with him on parties. So for now, I'm gonna enjoy the days with my unico hijo, who wouldn't care if others would call him a "mommy's boy".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MEf4SSuJUWQ/TxGgz9fCBCI/AAAAAAAAA3c/z7J5rF_IvNI/s1600/Mom+and+Son.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MEf4SSuJUWQ/TxGgz9fCBCI/AAAAAAAAA3c/z7J5rF_IvNI/s320/Mom+and+Son.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-2648322638729810089?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Christmas 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Before attending mass on Christmas day, our three kids found Santa's gift waiting for them in our living room. I caught that moment in video and here are some of their pictures:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PW8xGZ9Ex3c/Tw2pJ5qM2EI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j4_X42JCQeg/s1600/Baby+Alive+Christmas+Gift+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PW8xGZ9Ex3c/Tw2pJ5qM2EI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j4_X42JCQeg/s320/Baby+Alive+Christmas+Gift+2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my youngest daughter with her ultimate wish: a Baby Alive Doll&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D-o0FQYhwSk/Tw2pLmAGabI/AAAAAAAAA2k/7MqAGtcjX-0/s1600/Baby+Alive+for+Ate+Christmas+Gift+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D-o0FQYhwSk/Tw2pLmAGabI/AAAAAAAAA2k/7MqAGtcjX-0/s320/Baby+Alive+for+Ate+Christmas+Gift+2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my second daughter got her own Baby Alive as well&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVXC1aTT_Fw/Tw2pN2JM7_I/AAAAAAAAA2s/P6EtLvg6x34/s1600/Christmas+2011+Gift+for+Hubby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVXC1aTT_Fw/Tw2pN2JM7_I/AAAAAAAAA2s/P6EtLvg6x34/s320/Christmas+2011+Gift+for+Hubby.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hubby got his gift too, not from Santa but from Me:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was not able to take a picture of my son with his gift because we all rushed in dressing up to attend the early mass. The rest of the day was spent with my relatives on my Dad's side since it was also our Annual Family reunion. Oh and here's our family picture on Christmas 2011:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dDbeXduXZuw/Tw2pQGfmyAI/AAAAAAAAA20/nOk72gv7vpg/s1600/Christmas+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dDbeXduXZuw/Tw2pQGfmyAI/AAAAAAAAA20/nOk72gv7vpg/s320/Christmas+2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;New Year 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2011 was a tough year for my family but glad we made it through. So the night before New Year's Eve, hubby and I talked heart to heart, made promises and agreed that we will make 2012 better than 2011. So on the eve of fireworks and overflowing of foods and lots of &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;disposable plates&lt;/a&gt; and utensils (it's quite obvious that we all hate doing dishes on that night lol!), good vibes were also overflowing with me and hubby &lt;i&gt;(hopefully until forever). &lt;/i&gt;The kids stayed awake until 12midnight and they enjoyed the fireworks their Dad bought. What wrapped up our New Year's eve was when we all went home and the kids were all asleep. Hubby&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;tried to tighten up our faucet in the laundry area but unfortunately, he got the wrong move and water splashed on his face and body. Water also spilled inside the kitchen and the next scene was me, mopping the kitchen while hubby fixed the faucet. He was still wet and I kept on laughing at our scenario. He hugged me and said "Happy New Year". Then you know what followed next.... we SLEPT!*wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bULnXLPOvQU/Tw7d0eIZvvI/AAAAAAAAA28/vOsVluVb1uo/s1600/New+Year%2527s+Eve+2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bULnXLPOvQU/Tw7d0eIZvvI/AAAAAAAAA28/vOsVluVb1uo/s320/New+Year%2527s+Eve+2012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Family Picture on New Year's Eve 2012&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's still January so forgive me for the late greetings, Happy New Year everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-5529263083007066922?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some parents want to throw their children outrageous birthday parties, boasting acrobats and circus performers in decadent venues. So, should we feel guilty for throwing our child a low maintenance &lt;a href="http://www.thepartyworks.com/super-mario-brothers-party-supplies" target="_blank"&gt;Super Mario birthday party&lt;/a&gt; every once in a while?  Absolutely not! In fact, it’s completely possible to throw your son or daughter an incredible birthday party on a budget. Here are tips for making your child’s day special, without going broke:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Set Your Budget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As every budgeter knows, the first step to saving is setting a budget, right off the bat. How much can you afford? Set a number and stick to it. This will help you stay focused throughout the entire party-planing process. Buy party supplies on sale and always keep the receipts of your party purchases. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Do It Yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you work full time, you may feel hesitant to do all of the party stuff yourself but, trust us, it pays to DIY! Take the time out of your day to bake your own cake. You can look up frosting techniques online and make it look just as great as if the pros had baked it. Plus, homemade cakes just about always taste way better (and fresher) than store-bought cakes. You should also make your own party invitations. Get creative with some nice heavy paper and a calligraphy pen. Parents and children will appreciate a hand-written, personalized invitation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Limit the Guest List&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Big parties may be fun and festive, but they’re also extremely expensive. Limiting your guest list to the select few will allow you to buy minimal amounts of food, cake, and party favors and, therefore, save some cash. Additionally, having a smaller guest list will also allow you to maintain a low stress level during hectic party times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While you may see over-the-top, ostentatious children’s parties on TV, the reality is that your child will have just as good of time with a smaller, budget-friendly party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually, the title "&lt;b&gt;Mommies Can't Be Sick&lt;/b&gt;" above was my status post on my Facebook account this morning. And some of my fellow moms hit the LIKE button. It clearly shows that we, mommies, believed on the said predicament.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There could be chaos inside the household when moms are the one who got sick. Just imagine who would do the cooking &lt;i&gt;(although in my case, I really don't cook so let me eliminate that)&lt;/i&gt;, who would clean the house, who would take care of the kids, who would do the laundry and other household chores. I only have my mom to come over to our house to help me with some of my chores during weekdays. We don't have a house help which is actually an issue in our home since the kids got sick, to get one or not. I am the one who is against it but let me narrate the reasons why in a separate post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The thought of lying in bed the whole day because of my fever doesn't appealed to me so I got up when hubby left for the office, took a bath &lt;i&gt;(yes, even with fever)&lt;/i&gt; and did my usual chores. Good thing the kids preferred to stay with my mom's house except for Cien who stayed with me. I made sure to take my medicines on time though. Come late afternoon and my mom brought me soup in &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;disposable bowl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; knowing that I wouldn't be able to wash the dishes after eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I guess I was fine when dinnertime came. Hubby came home with additional paracetamols for me then cooked our dinner. I am a lot better now which is obvious because I am here now, blogging. For fellow moms out there, let's stay well and healthy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-2787418389863183548?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I couldn't take it anymore and so I left a note to my parents the morning that I went to my office and hinted my office mates that someone was pregnant inside our office. Finally, it was out in the open. I am carrying my first child from the man that I love which is now my husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Such a drama intro eh? I just couldn't believe how years passed and looking at my son now, he seemed to be a grown up already considering that he just turned six last month. These pictures were taken last week before he attend his Christmas party at their school. And I am so proud at how good looking he is and smart too &lt;i&gt;(it's in the genes lol!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NCpb3fZ1QmI/Tu5UIXEfHZI/AAAAAAAAA1o/pcN6wSA-Jc4/s1600/eldest+son.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NCpb3fZ1QmI/Tu5UIXEfHZI/AAAAAAAAA1o/pcN6wSA-Jc4/s320/eldest+son.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdTYwrSbAWg/Tu5ULCdW0RI/AAAAAAAAA1w/xBi9kSGURWk/s1600/handsome+Ciren.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DdTYwrSbAWg/Tu5ULCdW0RI/AAAAAAAAA1w/xBi9kSGURWk/s320/handsome+Ciren.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am sure, few more years and girls will be drooling just by looking &amp;nbsp;from this handsome boy:)) And yes, his collections of cartoons in &lt;a href="http://www.advancemediaonline.com/" target="_blank"&gt;CD/DVDs&lt;/a&gt; are now passed on to his siblings since he already calls himself as a "big boy" now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-2331943397297807296?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The party started with an opening prayer from their teacher and then it was followed by games, raffle draws and a dance presentation. Erin was supposed to be in the dance but she got sick and wasn't able to attend the remaining rehearsals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GAsrd3pNaM/TujZgrv940I/AAAAAAAAA1E/TNpWk5ILSV0/s1600/Christmas+dance+presentation.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GAsrd3pNaM/TujZgrv940I/AAAAAAAAA1E/TNpWk5ILSV0/s320/Christmas+dance+presentation.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christmas Dance Presentation from Kinder students&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;But I knew she enjoyed the fun and games especially when the star of the party came in and she got some photo opp with him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aum3mg9FD3Q/TuzQpAEZK5I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/GNGLbq5GBtY/s1600/Jollibee+Photo+Opp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aum3mg9FD3Q/TuzQpAEZK5I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/GNGLbq5GBtY/s320/Jollibee+Photo+Opp.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photo Opp with Jollibee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And then it was eating time! I barely touched my food since I was still full from our lunch that day so I just asked for a paper bag. I love how Jollibee promote &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;take-out boxes&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;that are made of paper unlike before where they used Styrofoam for their meals, as a mom I believe it is much safe for my children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njjuisolyg8/TuzRwhVY87I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/eHDVqqnNsN0/s1600/paper+take+out+boxes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njjuisolyg8/TuzRwhVY87I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/eHDVqqnNsN0/s320/paper+take+out+boxes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enjoying her meal in a paper take-out box&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;When the party ended, Erin gave her gift to her teacher and then had their pictures taken. We didn't know yet if she would like it but a text message from her confirmed that she did! Here's her message: &lt;i&gt;"Gud pm, touched naman po ako sa gift ni Erin, naiyak ako."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGtFYjhPgxc/TuzTbmGK02I/AAAAAAAAA1g/WtC8Jkhwpdk/s1600/picture+with+her+teacher.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xGtFYjhPgxc/TuzTbmGK02I/AAAAAAAAA1g/WtC8Jkhwpdk/s320/picture+with+her+teacher.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Curious of what she gave to her teacher? Check it out here: &lt;a href="http://scrapolousmomofthree.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-gift-to-my-daughters-teacher.html" target="_blank"&gt;Christmas Gift to My Daughter's Teacher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-3592733573874587755?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was supposed to be easy for us to look for our daughters' clothes but hubby and I have opposite tastes. He usually wants our daughters to look boyish like in a rugged outfit. Polo shirt and shorts or pants. While I want them to look girly-girly, you know in dresses, skirts, sleeves or backless blouses. Since I was the in-charge for their outfits this year, I get to choose what I want for them but still with his approval.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
At times like this, the frugal mommy in me is in high alert so I scour for sale items first. And luckily I did found On Sale foot wear for the three kids. Let me share you what we shopped:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qI6sp891NKM/TuUGRd1h3GI/AAAAAAAAA00/NYawqsaTncM/s1600/shoes+for+kids+this+Christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qI6sp891NKM/TuUGRd1h3GI/AAAAAAAAA00/NYawqsaTncM/s320/shoes+for+kids+this+Christmas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Florsheim Rubber Shoes for Ciren Php1,199.75&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Florsheim Sandals for Cien Php800&lt;/b&gt; (see the yellow tag?It's On Sale!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Winnie the Pooh Sandals for my Erin Php300 &lt;/b&gt;(another sale find!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chuck Taylor Minnie Mouse Converse Shoes&lt;/b&gt; Php200&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Big, big discount on this, Original price was Php699)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas Outfit for Erin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uDqYuLRxgk/TuUGM1ZxVVI/AAAAAAAAA0k/AkpNZxK6csY/s1600/Christmas+Outfit+for+Girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uDqYuLRxgk/TuUGM1ZxVVI/AAAAAAAAA0k/AkpNZxK6csY/s320/Christmas+Outfit+for+Girls.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moos Gear Dress Php449.75&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lizzie Backless blouse Php299.74&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barbie Long Sleeve Shirt Php299.75&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just Tees Maong Shorts Php249.75&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas Outfit for Cien&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-plh3A-zYSgM/TuUGOxlf1nI/AAAAAAAAA0s/mqb1VVBaxzI/s1600/Christmas+Outfit+for+Little+Girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-plh3A-zYSgM/TuUGOxlf1nI/AAAAAAAAA0s/mqb1VVBaxzI/s320/Christmas+Outfit+for+Little+Girls.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Winnie the Pooh Over-all Dress Php699.75&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barbie Dress Php229.75&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Girl's Edition Owl Shirt Ph199.75&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;No clothes yet for our son because&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;hubby said he will buy his shirts and pants at a Warehouse Sale of &lt;a href="http://www.letigreusa.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Le Tigre&lt;/a&gt; which is located near their office in Quezon City. He also found another great warehouse sale along E. Rodriguez which sells different kinds of &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;dinnerware&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and other home furniture so he'll definitely be busy after office hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, do you think I got great deals on our children's shoes and clothes? Feel free to comment.:)&lt;br /&gt;
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As we waited for her, Erin and Cien kept on goofing around and making other patients smiled at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZckbdYvjm8A/TuJPfC0-WQI/AAAAAAAAA0E/9DUBeX-Eyas/s1600/Doctor%2527s+Visit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZckbdYvjm8A/TuJPfC0-WQI/AAAAAAAAA0E/9DUBeX-Eyas/s320/Doctor%2527s+Visit.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;As per her Pediatrician's thorough check up, that is after checking her tonsils and other vital parts plus asking Erin if it hurts when she pee &lt;i&gt;(she suspected Urinary Tract Infection at first)&lt;/i&gt; but got a &lt;i&gt;"no"&lt;/i&gt; answer, she declared that it was just a Systemic Viral Illness. She said that in case she got fever again when we get home until the following day, she needs to have her blood check and other laboratory tests first. However if things go out fine, Erin only need to rest for the weekend and if we can, avoid bringing her into crowded places &lt;i&gt;(parties/malls)&lt;/i&gt; for the meantime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0zDXLcv2JM/TuOA03rS9MI/AAAAAAAAA0M/qpn0k_qP710/s1600/Doctor%2527s+check+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g0zDXLcv2JM/TuOA03rS9MI/AAAAAAAAA0M/qpn0k_qP710/s320/Doctor%2527s+check+up.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Erin during her check up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was comfortable talking to her and since I am still clueless about what exactly a Systemic Viral Illness is, I asked her to explain it again to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Systemic Viral Illness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- Fever that is caused by a virus is commonly termed Systemic Viral Illness or Influenza or Flu. Most commonly these viruses are Influenza A or Influenza B. The infection spreads fast via airborne droplets by coughing or sneezing and by direct contact. This disease is usually not serious among young and healthy adults, who normally recover from it even without treatment, but it can be fatal among the elderly and those with heart or lung ailments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Symptoms&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;Fever,&amp;nbsp;Chills,&amp;nbsp;Body aches &lt;i&gt;(joints and muscles)&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;Red watery eyes,&amp;nbsp;Cough,&amp;nbsp;Congested or runny nose, Sore Throat,&amp;nbsp;Headache,&amp;nbsp;Tiredness,&amp;nbsp;Weakness,&amp;nbsp;Loss of appetite,&amp;nbsp;Diarrhea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I usually make the most of our visit to my children's Pediatrician and so I also asked if Erin's weight is still normal for her age since she looks so skinny especially now that she's sick. She got her chart and checked Erin's records. She said that the ideal weight for a 4-year old was 16kg and my daughter weighs 15.8kg, so she's still on the normal range. However, when she checked Erin's height she was amazed at how tall she is. She was above the average height at her age and I said we usually get that kind of remark. I said it's in the genes since her dad was tall too, about 5'8".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was relieved after her check up and since we haven't seen her Pedia for a long time, we chatted more about our kids. How they've grown already and how she's having her second baby. We bid her goodbye after that and off we headed to Jollibee since it was already lunch time. My two daughters were already waiving their &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;disposable utensils&lt;/a&gt; at the crew and almost scream "we're hungry!" if I was a second late of warning them not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0s3z9HXyH8/TuODEVau4CI/AAAAAAAAA0c/2dHTighgUhE/s1600/Image4617.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u0s3z9HXyH8/TuODEVau4CI/AAAAAAAAA0c/2dHTighgUhE/s320/Image4617.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We decided to have exchange gifts just to add more excitement to our reunion and to have the spirit of Christmas with us. We met at Eastwood City Libis and dined at &lt;a href="http://mymindsoutburst.blogspot.com/2011/12/tgi-fridays-eastwood-libis.html" target="_blank"&gt;T.G.I. Friday's&lt;/a&gt;. We talked about anything, looked back at the times when we were in college. How we all struggled together just to be what and where we are now. We studied in a government subsidized university and we couldn't help but be amazed at how much we paid for our tuition fee during that time. Imagine, for a whole semester we would only pay more or less Php500. &amp;nbsp;We were lucky enough if we could get a little &lt;i&gt;"kupit"&lt;/i&gt; from our parents way back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ndWIX4IG_aQ/Tt0FAfjFUjI/AAAAAAAAAxo/FA4LWUpqZuc/s1600/exchange+gifts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ndWIX4IG_aQ/Tt0FAfjFUjI/AAAAAAAAAxo/FA4LWUpqZuc/s320/exchange+gifts.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gifts for Exchanging&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;College days were financially tough for all of us but we all managed. We didn't care if our classmates wore the latest fashion outfit or if they have cellphones. We were contented to spend our break times chatting on our school ground or inside the canteen sharing our own homemade lunch packed in &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;take-out boxes&lt;/a&gt;. It was a bliss for us just to be together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My buddies are still both single but they are enjoying their career. It would be much fun for me if our "other" friend made it last Saturday since we were both married and we could exchange topics about marriage and parenthood. We talked about them being single instead while I shared few ups and downs of being married. As a friendly advice, I told them to just enjoy their current status because once they got married, it will be a whole lot different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCHul31EYrQ/Tt0FC3W6shI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ENpiSssSG4I/s1600/reunion+with+college+buddies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCHul31EYrQ/Tt0FC3W6shI/AAAAAAAAAxw/ENpiSssSG4I/s320/reunion+with+college+buddies.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be looking forward for another night like this girls!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though one of our friend really loved to be with us, she just couldn't because she's in Germany. And so as per her request, we captured lots of photos for her viewing. And I believed she enjoyed our pictures. We had coffee afterwards at &lt;a href="http://mymindsoutburst.blogspot.com/2011/12/starbucks-adheres-to-their-global.html" target="_blank"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/a&gt; courtesy of the highest earner among the three of us lol!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We parted ways with big smiles on our faces and with high hopes that someday, we will all be complete and those girls who didn't make it would also exert some effort to be reunited with us.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" Friendship is not how long u've been together, not how much u've given or received, not how many times u've helped each other, but it's how u "value" one another. "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-6036588000041957946?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I believe that sharing your better half’s passion is one way to make your relationship grow stronger. It may not be interesting for me but to see him happy and reunited with his &lt;i&gt;“old past time”&lt;/i&gt; is enough reason for me to find out what’s up with playing bingo. One night, when I asked him if he would want to play online bingo after I tuck our kids into bed, his eyes widened and said “Is there’s such a thing? Is it possible?” &lt;i&gt;(That’s how clueless he is when it comes to the Internet). &lt;/i&gt;I answered yes and he was all excited and couldn’t wait till the kids were all asleep. He even prepared our midnight snack and as we both sat down in front of our laptop and started playing, he said thank you to me. He was very amused at how I managed to find things on the net like how I found free online streaming for boxing games and now an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bingo_(U.S.)" target="_blank"&gt;online bingo&lt;/a&gt; where he could play all he want anytime of the day or night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cien was cooperative enough and I didn't take long on her because she has short hair. Erin on the other kept on complaining that it hurts when I comb and tug her hair, she has thin hair unlike her sister. Finally, I was finished. And of course, to further convince them that braid looks good on them and that they should keep it intact as they play, I braided my hair too. Here's how our braided hair look like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I found other cool videos that I want to copy on CDs so I could also watch them on our player. I know there are ways where I could burn YouTube videos into any &lt;a href="http://www.advancemediaonline.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CD/DVD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; because my former boss told me about it, I'm just lazy to search for it on the Internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-6052306315069408846?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After having lunch at my mom's place, we decided to spend the afternoon at SM. Hubby wanted to buy a small Christmas tree and some decorations for the upcoming holidays. And of course he also wanted to buy new sets of &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tableware&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;(again)&lt;/i&gt;, but this time he wanted it to be colorful and with print designs. At first I was not in the mood but with our kids begging me to take a bath and fix myself, who am I to disappoint them? So I did got up and fixed myself, prepared their clothes and off we went to the mall.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mx7-qCjdr6M/TtJw7guiUdI/AAAAAAAAAxI/m0SE5IhFiPc/s1600/Family+weekend+bonding+at+SM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mx7-qCjdr6M/TtJw7guiUdI/AAAAAAAAAxI/m0SE5IhFiPc/s320/Family+weekend+bonding+at+SM.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photo Opp at SM's Icy Wonderland attraction&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were plenty of people when we got there&lt;i&gt; (what can we expect, it's Christmas season!)&lt;/i&gt;. We had some photo opp with SM's Icy Wonderland attraction before we headed to the department store. My son asked us if he could just play some video games somewhere inside the mall with my mom to watched over him. We let him as me and my hubby together with our two girls looked for Christmas decorations. Unfortunately, the two princesses were attacked by their tantrums and we couldn't helped it but to cancel shopping and pick up my mom and our son so we could just have an early dinner instead. Ciren was just about to start playing when we came back so we had to wait for him, with Erin and Cien doing their drama on the side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After that, we dined in at Savory and by that time our actresses were both pacified. Perhaps they were just hungry hence the reason for their tantrums. I loved how our family pictures turned out. We looked all happy and as if it's telling me that we could brave all storms that will pass as long as we remained together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9SLTDqynhOY/TtJxK6LKxYI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/neLN8eITtVQ/s1600/family+bonding+at+SM.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9SLTDqynhOY/TtJxK6LKxYI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/neLN8eITtVQ/s320/family+bonding+at+SM.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Our family is a circle of strength.. Every crisis faced together, makes the circle STRONGER.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-3802650018076345944?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It seems like she can't get enough of me most of the time especially when I'm off from work that even when I have to pee, she would still accompany me inside our restroom. My mom told me to wean her since she's a big girl now but I told her I want Cien to initiate it. It is for my selfish reason that I love how we bond during our nursing session. How she would choose to nurse from me, she would say "dudu bed" then we will both lie on bed or if she wants me to carry her like a baby she would say "sto mo, dudu..baby?" We make conversations during this bonding time and I love to hear her ask me "apos?" and "batet?" whenever I tell her stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just last week, when she tagged along with her sister Erin with their plates and &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;plastic cutlery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; toys at tow, she became friends with her sissy's friends too. And I love how it keeps her distracted from me while they are playing. Now I can hang my laundry without her holding the end of my shorts, I can cook quick meal, I can even sneak in to my laptop without her tapping along with the keyboard and many other things. She really is a big girl now. Below is a photo of my daughters together with their playmates. Those two little girls almost look like my Cien because they all got chinky eyes unlike my daughter Erin who got her eyes from me lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I entered their room, I saw the list on their door and my son's name was there, he's on Top 2. That made my day and was even more excited to chat with his teachers. His two teachers were all hyper in telling me how my son was in school. They commended his willingness to learn and the way he behave in school. As always, they said that he was the strict kind of student. He acts like a mature kid that he doesn't seem like a 6 year old.&amp;nbsp;He reads very well that even before his teacher reads the instructions on their test paper, he's already answering his exams. It took me less than an hour chatting with them. As I walked home, I was already thinking of what could I give my son as a reward. I saw a very cool lunch box with a Ben10 print in SM last week and it comes with a set of &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;plastic cutlery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and perhaps he would love it, after all he's a Ben10 fanatic and it would be a great addition to his collections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/?action=view&amp;amp;current=signature.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i921.photobucket.com/albums/ad60/mom_of_three/signature.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9166603525754343931-8414832489680652495?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just this afternoon I received a call from Ms. Maris of Nuffnang asking me if I received their invite for their &lt;i&gt;OFF Lotion's Tea Party&lt;/i&gt;. Unfortunately, I was clueless that moment since I haven't checked my email yet. She was nice and friendly and just told me that I could reply to the email and confirm if I could come or not. Sad to say I have few mommy errands on Saturday and I don't think I can make it in time to the said event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iq2Tx-tqDzU/Ts0-jqF1VHI/AAAAAAAAAuE/xZCiVgV8nJE/s1600/OFF%2521+INVITE+TO+TOP+MOMS+TEA+PARTY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iq2Tx-tqDzU/Ts0-jqF1VHI/AAAAAAAAAuE/xZCiVgV8nJE/s320/OFF%2521+INVITE+TO+TOP+MOMS+TEA+PARTY.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OFF Lotion's Tea Party Invitation&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was not the first invite that I got because weeks ago, I also got an email and a call from Ms. Alex of Yehey! informing me that I got three free movie tickets to a Winnie the Pooh Movie. It also falls on a Saturday and unfortunately, Saturday was my busiest day and I was also not able to pick it up from her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I'm missing out a lot of fun from being a mom blogger because I often reject these invites but I promised myself that the next time I receive invitations again, I'll grab that chance and find time to interact with my co-mommy bloggers. Fortunately, there are few times that I got package of goodies like free samples of diapers, a can of milk, sets of &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;disposable cutlery&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for babies and other stuff straight to my doorstep from advertisers who happened to drop by my blog and that's what you could really called FREEBIES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really love blogging!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;For weeks now, my two children would often wake up in wee hours, get out of our room and will look for me in our living room where I work online. Upon seeing me still awake, Ciren or Erin would tell me that he/she had a bad dream and that it keeps on coming back every time they tried to sleep again. What I'll do is tell them that they are just bad dreams and they are not true. Then I'll stop working, tucked them into their bed until they fell asleep again. It happened again as of this writing. Erin asked me why even though she prayed to God to take away her bad dreams she still had them.&amp;nbsp;I would usually asked my kids if they watched scary movies in &lt;a href="http://www.advancemediaonline.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CD/DVD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or if they played too much that day. Sometimes, their bad dreams are not about monsters or scary creatures but about their playmates not giving their toys, their uncles not buying them &amp;nbsp;candies.. stuff like that but still they are bad dreams for my children and I want to help them overcome that fear.So, after I gave her a glass of water, let her pee and scratched her back until she fell asleep, I seek answers from Google.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I typed: how to chase away children's bad dreams, and luckily I found an interesting article about it and I want to share it with you &lt;i&gt;(in case your children are in the same situation as my kids are):&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Children suffer more frequent nightmares than their parents and, prior to the age of six, nightmares are especially common. As soon as your child can speak, he or she may wake with a one or two word tale of a wolf or ghost. There is even speculation among specialists in child development that the sleep disturbances of infants in the first year of life may be wordless nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Four R's That Spell Nightmare Relief&lt;br /&gt;
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There are many potentially beneficial nightmare remedies that parents, family members, and even siblings can use to help a child break the spell of a disturbing nightmare and transform terror into creative breakthroughs. In order to soothe the lingering terror and banish the demons of the night, you must learn the Four R's that spell nightmare relief for your children. They are REASSURANCE, RESCRIPTING, REHEARSAL AND RESOLUTION.&lt;br /&gt;
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Reassurance is the first and most important dimension of remedying children's nightmares. This includes "welcoming the dream" with special emphasis on physical and emotional reassurance, which will calm your child's anxiety and help them feel safe enough to give details about the nightmare and be open to further exploration.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everyone has nightmares and no one has to bear the pain without help. Reassurance quells the post-nightmare jitters and allows you and your child an opportunity to discover both the creative possibilities and the source of what sparked the nightmare that may still be disturbing your child.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rescripting means inviting and guiding your child to imagine changes in the outcome of their dream by reenacting or rewriting the plot. Even with young children, rescripting is most effective when it is a collaborative process of brainstorming together. The most well known form of rescripting is creating one or more new endings for a dream using art work, fantasy, drama, and writing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rehearsal is practicing solutions to a nightmare's various threats. Going a step beyond the new endings or magical tools used in rescripting a nightmare, rehearsal involves repeating the dream and its solutions in various forms until a sense of mastery or accomplishment has been achieved. This stage parallels the stage of psychotherapy called "working through," where for adults, the insights they have gained need to be put to the test--at first in the relationship with their therapist and gradually by practicing new forms of relating with others and experiencing themselves in new ways.&lt;br /&gt;
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Resolution is the final stage of alleviating the haunting spell of a nightmare. Discovering the source of the nightmare in your child's life and working towards acknowledging and even correcting the life problem that has caused the nightmares are preliminary steps. Resolution can only come after a child feels secure enough (reassurance) to explore new solutions through art, writing, drama, and discussion (rescripting) and has practiced those solutions (rehearsal) with a parent or adult guide.&lt;br /&gt;
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If you want to read more about this topic you could go &lt;a href="http://www.athealth.com/consumer/farticles/siegel.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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