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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>181</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;DUQGSH48fip7ImA9WhVTFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9166603525754343931.post-3037693350126161512</id><published>2012-02-28T05:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T00:42:09.076+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-29T00:42:09.076+08:00</app:edited><title>My Latest Craze: Clipix</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="My Latest Craze: Clipix" src="http://i1213.photobucket.com/albums/cc461/mom0fthree/ClipixIcon.jpg" style="height: 151px; width: 154px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How much time do you spend facing your laptops or desktops just surfing and browsing the Internet? For those who work online like most work at home moms of today's generation, the Internet seems like a black hole. Time would start with simple checking of emails, updating of Social Media, watching some videos on line and before you know it hours had passed! There's just so much we could find in the world wide web that sometimes, bookmarking some images or articles is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;
I am personally now trying my newest discovery on how I could be organized when it comes to my "ME Time" &lt;em&gt;(that's my moment when I have all the time to be online)&lt;/em&gt;. Clipix&amp;nbsp;makes my life (online) easier and more organized. Since I couldn't get enough of those cute wedding pictures I usually search online, digital scrapbooking ideas, articles that inspire me to write.. I had tons of websites that I often visit each day. Now, I don't have to remember those sites every time&amp;nbsp;I need to visit them since Clipix&amp;nbsp;is here now.&lt;br /&gt;
Curious how &lt;a href="http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=21099&amp;amp;oid=7270961" rel="nofollow"&gt;clipix&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;works? It's so simple. You just have to drag the Clip button to your bookmarks bar, start doing your usual browsing and if you find something that you would want to look at again, just click Clip and that's it! You have the option to customize it, like setting your own privacy, adding clipboards, sharing it to your friends and relatives etc. For a better understanding about this interesting site, you can check out&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4heBUKnDb-w" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;screenshot of my first Clip:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Visit my Clipix&amp;nbsp;account and start your own too! Invite your friends, let's all enjoy Clipix! Hmm... I just wonder, what are the stuff that you would normally Clip? Articles, photos, videos? Care to share what you have in mind?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I knew our kids will be doing arts and craft related to Valentine's day and so they did. It was an overwhelming feeling to receive those kinds of gift from our kids because we knew they really meant it when they greeted us "Happy Valentines Mommy, Daddy, we love you."&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;Hubby had been asking me what's for dinner on his way home and since I was too lazy to sneak out to buy him a gift, I just exerted an extra effort to cook something for dinner except for the breaded porkchop that I had in mind earlier. I cooked "ginisang sitaw" for him which I knew he would love. I prepared our table, placed his favorite &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;dinnerware&lt;/a&gt; and let our food cool down as we waited for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kids were already on their PJ's when hubby came and he was hiding something at his back. I pretended not to notice but the kids already yelled "Chocolates!". He handed it to me with a kiss. Our kiddos wanted to devour those chocolates right that minute so to stop them, I told them that I'll take a picture of it first. Hubby told them that we'll all have dinner first then we'll eat those chocolates. Luckily, they abide. They wanted to eat the Ferrero first but I said no, instead I offered the huge Toblerone. Hub got two slices and gave it to my mom, while me and the kids had one slice each. They wanted to have two but I told them one was enough. Indeed, that was enough because I could see they were just trying to finish off that one slice and my little daughter couldn't take it anymore and she said, &lt;i&gt;"Mommy, yoko na!"&lt;/i&gt; lol! And they wanted to have two huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So basically, that was just how we had our Valentine's day. How did you spent yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_X3JPG64AAs/TzV0AGmZsHI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lG8qB7E6A-w/s1600/wall+frames.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_X3JPG64AAs/TzV0AGmZsHI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/lG8qB7E6A-w/s320/wall+frames.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Black &lt;strike&gt;or&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;White Wall Frames&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got these from different stores and in different prices. The two squared frames on top were on sale last Christmas and I got two for only Php199 along with the &lt;a href="http://www.eco-disposables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;dinnerware&lt;/a&gt; that hubby bought last year. The big one at the middle was I think around Php300 while the smaller ones were around Php80 to Php90 each.&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;Wall frames are ideal rather than desk top frames especially for small-spaced home where desks or tables could only eat up precious space. I plan to buy more of these wall decorations anytime soon so hopefully they will still be on sale.&amp;nbsp;&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/9166603525754343931-7518366351956342501?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNLhCoJV1H0/TzLOWSn3RmI/AAAAAAAAA9I/pQjLF-5IZFo/s1600/ciren+growing+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jNLhCoJV1H0/TzLOWSn3RmI/AAAAAAAAA9I/pQjLF-5IZFo/s320/ciren+growing+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;My eldest son who is growing up as strict and reserved but sweet and certified Granny's Boy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Children especially of today's generation grow up incredibly fast and perhaps it's because of the food they eat, the kind of technologies we have and lots of other aspects compared to our generation (70's, 80's 90's?). That made me think that it was much easier to take care of them when they were still babies. They just had their milk, sleep, play and sleep again. Now, I have to wake up early, prepare them for school, wait till they come home and watch over them as they play with other kids. I often get exasperated when they are playing inside our room, then after a while one or all three of them would cry just because they fought over their toys. Whew! There are moments when they would yank me to play with them either "let's pretend games", "tickle me mommy" or pillow fight. It would often be a chaos and to pacify them and to spare myself from being too tired of playing, &amp;nbsp;I would tell stories. My eldest son loves scary ones while my two daughters love funny or magical tales. Good thing most moms &lt;i&gt;(like me) &lt;/i&gt;have wide and wild imagination to share with their kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6KNO7WIopc/TzLOYC1PUKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/7h9jy4ws6_I/s1600/erin+growing+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t6KNO7WIopc/TzLOYC1PUKI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/7h9jy4ws6_I/s320/erin+growing+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;My second daughter who is becoming more kikay as she grows up.&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;I love how my kids hug me. I love how they kiss, say good night and sweet dreams to me even if it's not evening yet and we're only having our afternoon nap.&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 can now see that my son is becoming more independent than before. He would now choose to play with his playmates instead of coming with me either at the bank or at the grocery. My second daughter would usually ask her playmates to come over to our house to play or just watch cartoons, sometimes it's the other way around. She would be at her playmate's house and I would have to come over to fetch her. My youngest who would normally be with me all the time would now cry at the top of her lungs if she saw our gate locked and she can't go out to run around in front our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nC5tezmrLy8/TzLOUUlEJ4I/AAAAAAAAA9A/5hB-lddNx3s/s1600/cien+growing+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nC5tezmrLy8/TzLOUUlEJ4I/AAAAAAAAA9A/5hB-lddNx3s/s320/cien+growing+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;My youngest daughter who is becoming more of her dad, sociable and friendly.&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;Now, wouldn't you agree with me at the idea of getting our kids bonsai-ed? Stop them from growing and just have them as cute little babies who would make our day just by their giggles? But of course it's just a wistful thinking. The key is to spend lots of time with them and never miss a second of their growing up days.&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/9166603525754343931-2661082253044051746?l=www.mdelacena.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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God had tapped my hubby's back quite hard last week. He got himself in peril and just the thought of what happened that day scared the hell out of me. On the bright side, I know he already learned his lesson &lt;strike&gt;the hard way.&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;I thought I could say to him &lt;i&gt;"serves you right"&lt;/i&gt; since he was too stubborn to listen to me but no, I didn't.. I couldn't. I know how he feels and I can feel that he was still in shock, scared. He's a big man but as his wife, I can always see the child in him that no one else does. And as a mom, when I see my children scared or afraid, I &amp;nbsp;show them that I'm always here, would hug them until they feel safe and comfortable. That's exactly what I gave to him and will continually do as long as he needs it, don't care if I act as his mom to him. I am always here to give my full support. He knows that for sure. I will always stand by his side, no matter what the case is.&lt;/div&gt;
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With this post, I would also like to extend my gratitude to those people who have always been there for my hubby. For being with him through his ups and downs. No need to mention your names, I know when you read this you'll know it's you. Both of us will be &lt;b&gt;forever in debt&lt;/b&gt; of your help and assistance during these trying times.&lt;/div&gt;
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Behind dark clouds is a silver lining and I know that's true. This is just a sign of a brighter future ahead. That &lt;b&gt;big burden&lt;/b&gt; that I've been carrying for almost three years now was gone, completely. Lastly, I pray for my hubby's peace of mind and safety all the time. You know I love you and remember that no matter what, we'll always be together in good and bad times.&lt;/div&gt;
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Few more minutes and January is finally over and since it's the first month of the year, might as well make a monthly round up post starting with this one.&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm claiming that this year is MY year. Last year was not &lt;strike&gt;really&lt;/strike&gt; good to me so I'll make the most of 2012. Starting with &lt;a href="http://www.mdelacena.com/2012/01/this-is-so-2011-i-know.html" target="_blank"&gt;me and hubby's heart to heart talk&lt;/a&gt; before New Year's Eve. I felt hubby's sincerity and strong will to keep his promises that time and it inspires me a lot. It was also the first time that he wrote me a letter:)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Goodbye January! Hello February... :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There were few and minor bumps in four weeks time but those were fixed immediately when we both reminded ourselves what we promised to each other that night. We are also both determined to achieve our goal this year, perhaps another &lt;a href="http://www.mdelacena.com/search/label/Hong%20Kong%20Trip" target="_blank"&gt;out of the country&lt;/a&gt; or even few out of town with our kids.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am also thankful that I have smart kids. Seeing my son's high scores on his 3rd Periodical Test few days ago really make us proud parents. My daughter Erin keeps on showing strong leadership in their class. My youngest keeps on growing as super &lt;i&gt;"madaldal"&lt;/i&gt; (talkative) for her age. She also shows strong PR towards other people like her dad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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As for me, I am glad that I got few more online gigs. I had extra savings this month which I intend to save for Erin's 5th birthday on March. I also got to do more &lt;i&gt;tasks&lt;/i&gt; this month for my regular client since my mind was free from worries and negative vibes.&lt;/div&gt;
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Aside from slight colds and flu, no one in my family got seriously sick and that above all is what I am thankful for.&lt;/div&gt;
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I guess a blog post every month would do to remind me of what happened to me and my family. Perhaps having your life recorded and saved in &lt;a href="http://www.advancemediaonline.com/" target="_blank"&gt;CD/DVD&lt;/a&gt; would be much better but of course that would be tedious, expensive and lots of effort too so I'll settle with this one.&lt;/div&gt;
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Goodbye January, thank you for being nice to me and my family..&lt;/div&gt;
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Hello February!&lt;/div&gt;
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&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;p&gt;	Happy New Year everyone! Whew! I’ve been in a long Internet hibernation since the start of the Holiday Season and that means only one thing..  Lots of overdue posts to follow lol! Anyway, I guess most of us had gained extra pounds in line with the festivities that happened and as for my kids they also enjoyed the foods, the candies and other sweets that my relatives and friends gave them. One thing that they were not allowed having even though its Holiday season are soda drinks.&lt;/p&gt;
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      &lt;p&gt;	It’s actually a fun thing for me to start the New Year with a flash back from the past and bringing &lt;a rel='nofollow' href='http://app.socialspark.com/clicks?lid=13682&amp;amp;oid=6997118'&gt;Kool-Aid&lt;/a&gt; inside your home as 2012 comes in could never be even better than having sodas inside your fridge. Also, if you are like me who made a resolution to give myself a “me time” by watching movies once in a while, then you should check out Kool-Aid Facebook Page for schedules of upcoming Sunday movie nights. You just have to click the "Noches de Pelikoola" tab on their Facebook page and then you could download coupons and bingo cards you and your family could play.&lt;/p&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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