Trick or Treat 2014

This is such a late post.  It's like a Halloween special on Thanksgiving (well, almost).

My daughter was able to attend at least one Trick or Treat activity.  Thank goodness for their school who thinks of so many ways to distract them from the seriousness of getting good grades.  I couldn't find time to bring her to any other Trick or Treating activity in the metro.  I have been so busy that I couldn't even afford to attend to her during their school activity.

Thank goodness for yaya who knows how to take pictures with the smart phone we lent her.  A little photo tweaking was all that is needed.

 

Ballet Class

First Ballet Class

Via attended her first ballet class this morning.  I just called yesterday and her ballet teacher wanted her to attend her first class today because there was no reason to postpone it since the first month is being paid for in full.  

Of course, it was too short a notice but because I was excited for her, I let her attend today without wearing the prescribed uniform.  And so Via went there wearing her temporary tights and socks.  Every kid there were wearing pink tights, tutu and ballet shoes.  

She stood out and she felt it.  I could sense that she was not happy about being different.  She wasn’t crying because she’s scared to join.  She was crying because she didn’t belong there.  Not today.  

I am kind of worried on how she is reacting to this.  I’m making sure that Papa and I talk to her about this before this day ends.  

I want my kid to be happy even if she’s so different from the others.  Today has given me a foresight what could happen when she begins those middle school years when kids are being bullied just because they were different.  

I wouldn’t be able to stop other kids from bullying her.  However, she shouldn’t “bully” herself about being different.  She was really sad this morning.  I don’t want her to feel that way in the future.  I have to make her understand that each one of us are different in our own ways, may it be in big or small ways.  We are never created equal. Some will excel in one thing, and the others may excel in other things.  

Time Out

They were serving beer but I drank water.

That is who I am.  And who I am is what I want to be.  There is nothing more comfortable in this world than being yourself.

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A couple of months ago, everyone was pulled out of our post in order to join the others who are just as tired and sleepy as we were (maybe, even more).

It was so late at night to be still in the work place but I have to show my support to my juniors so as not to look like a pompous little prick.  Thank goodness they were performing early.  I was partly responsible for cheating in the draw lots.   I kind of pulled some strings which I am not really proud of but I tell you anyway.  I wanted to go home that night as much as possible to see my daughter who was probably fuming that time because I was so out late and I made her promise to wait up for me.   Even if it happens so rarely, late nights out of the house is not really my kind of fun.

Good Night

Whenever my daughter and I visit her lolo daddy and lola mommy, it is  important to never forget to say good night.  I take her and her cousin to their grandparents' room to give them a kiss and a hug before going to bed.  It has become their practice since we practice it in my own home.  

Those little things that seem trivial would be the thing they would remember growing up.  If it has become the practice then it would become a habit.  A habit would be hard to get rid off.  And I wouldn't want them to forget to do it.  I want them to do the same to me too.     

Class Birthday Party

I tried to celebrate my daughter's birthday in school last year.  However, I didn't receive any reply on my request letter from the school.  It would be fun to try this year especially now that I saw some pictures of another kids' birthday.

Barbies and Disney Princesses

For a long time, I blamed toys like Barbie and Disney Princesses for girls developing misconceptions about themselves.  If you happen to come across Barbie Dreamhouse (or something like that) in YouTube, it would seem that a perfect life comes from all good material things.  It was that extravagant and never simple.  If little girls would grow up thinking that way, they'll end up disappointed in many points in their lives.  They create unrealistic expectations of what they should have and what they should become.

I want my daughter to have an encounter with the same toys I have played when I was young.  However, there must be some guidance so that she would understand that:

There will be no prince or fairy godmother that can save her.  She can only rely on herself.

You don't need to have everything to live - only the important things.  

Keep fit.  Do not keep thin.

Work on your brain not only your body.
There is some good in everyone, even the villains. 

Don't show off.  

And so much more.  

I want the best for my daughter.  However, I probably won't be able to give them all to her.  I want her to know that she can learn how to achieve what is best for herself.  (YouTube) Barbies and (Traditional) Disney Princesses won't teach her how.  

Study Time

I am truly having a hard time making my daughter cooperate during study time.  She has the propensity to say "no" when she hears the word "study".  I'm not around that often because work takes up most of my time.  And whenever that I am around the house, all she could say to me was "Mommy, let's play" (her very words) accompanied by some begging facial expressions.  And whenever I don't hear her the first time, she shouts those words.

I am her favorite playmate.  I am a lot of fun, if I say so myself.  Kiddie fun, of course.  And it's so hard for me to get around playtime to get to study time.  I had to find ways to make play and study, one and the same.  However, phonics could be a boring game after time.

I highly depend on Papa to provide her the study time (since I have to have my own study time myself).  It only works when I'm not around for her to see me and think and say, "Mommy, let's play".