Monday, December 19, 2005

Is it Christmas yet?

Is it Christmas day, Mom? Gabby has been asking me this question first thing in the morning when he wakes up. And when I answer, "not yet", he pouts.

The concept of gift-receiving caught on early with Gabby this year—ever since we started watching Christmas-themed movies and he rediscovered the rewards that a nice, good boy can get come Christmas eve. “Naughty’ has become a bad word in the house and cannot be said in polite company as he immediately perceives it as referring to him and bawls. At 4, he can still be such a baby sometimes…

Now that gifts are starting to pile up under the Christmas tree, he’s been eyeing the ones with his name on it. It’s amazing how he suddenly (and timely!) sharpened his reading skills just so he’d know to whom the gifts are meant for.

In just a few more days, he’d get an affirmative answer from us. So for this entry, I’ve made a layout of my son’s pouting face, with the hope that the red-capped jolly one does not always put all those who pout in the “naughty” list.

:paper and border frame by Anna Aspnes from the Visual Emotion cd at scrapbook-bytes.com; wordart and date stamp mine; holly is colored clipart

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

A Friend's Visit

My best friend of 35 years took a 2½-week-vacation with her family here in the Philippines. Although I just saw her 3 girls about 2 years ago, I was taken aback by how her girls have grown and how they have come to look so much like their Mom so many moons ago when we were still in grade school.

As in most vacations, their schedule was hectic, their breathing spells brought only by much-needed sleep. It is no wonder then that my friend and I rarely had to time to talk when she or I visit, since our every day is tasked with things to do precisely to make most of the “vacation”. The electronic age has brought her much closer to home, and it is ironic that we get to chat more often when she’s far rather than near.

Our eldest daughters born just a year apart, have inherited our youthful quest for thrill and water rides, such that they seek each other out when we vacation together in Orlando. They are our bravehearts, taking on any roller coaster speed and height with relish.

It naturally follows then that Cheska, who is also my goddaughter, requested that she spend her 12th birthday with Pia at Enchanted Kingdom when they visited. For this entry, I’ve included some pictures we’ve taken of the precious and few moments we spent with Teng and her family.
:papers by Jen Wilson of scrapbook-bytes; flower elements and brads by Ali Folendore of scrapbook-bytes
:papers by Dawn Stocstill of scrapbook-bytes; scraplifted from an L/O by Kellie Mize of designer digitals