Mommy, I'm hungry.
Look in the fridge for something to eat.
That's boring!
What about bulad?
What's that?
You know, dried fish, you used to eat that all that time at Lola's house. Here try it? (gave her a small bite)
It's a little bit yucky.
You don't want to eat.
It's just a teeny-tiny yucky, I'll eat it.
When all the bulad's gone,
Mommy, can I have some more please.
I'm sorry, baby, but no more bulad.
Mommy, tomorrow, I'll wake up early.
Why?
So, I can have some more.
June 26, 2005
June 22, 2005
the french waiter
She moved our rectangular woven hamper from the corner to the middle of the room. She covered the lid with a towel and placed a toothbrush holder on top and put some pencils in the slot for the toothbrush. She went to her room and came back with a couple of notepads and placed it on top, too.
What are you doing?
I'm playing pub. Mom, what is a waiter?
A waiter is someone who asks you what you want and then gets it for you.
I'm a french waiter?
What's a french waiter?
They're the waiter who closes their eyes and they have mustache and then they say, "May I help you?" (she haughtily says this with her nose turned up, eyes closed, pencil on the right hand, notepad on the other.)
Oh, like a Maitre D. (I'm giggling now with her imitation of a maitre d)
Why are you laughing?
Nothing! You're a good maitre d.
What else am I missing from my pub?
What do you have?
I have a pretend table over here and a pretend chair over here. And over here (behind the hamper) is my pretend kitchen where my pretend chef works.
You need pretend plates, glasses and utensils.
I know! (she goes back to her bedroom and came back with her kitchen set and puts it behind the hamper) Now, this is where my chef works.
You better put those back when you're done playing.
But, mom...
What are you doing?
I'm playing pub. Mom, what is a waiter?
A waiter is someone who asks you what you want and then gets it for you.
I'm a french waiter?
What's a french waiter?
They're the waiter who closes their eyes and they have mustache and then they say, "May I help you?" (she haughtily says this with her nose turned up, eyes closed, pencil on the right hand, notepad on the other.)
Oh, like a Maitre D. (I'm giggling now with her imitation of a maitre d)
Why are you laughing?
Nothing! You're a good maitre d.
What else am I missing from my pub?
What do you have?
I have a pretend table over here and a pretend chair over here. And over here (behind the hamper) is my pretend kitchen where my pretend chef works.
You need pretend plates, glasses and utensils.
I know! (she goes back to her bedroom and came back with her kitchen set and puts it behind the hamper) Now, this is where my chef works.
You better put those back when you're done playing.
But, mom...
June 21, 2005
little ballerina
thud... thud... thud... thud...
That's me hitting my head with the camera. Yesterday was her mini-recital in ballet and I forgot, I didn't have a camera with me. I have the camera, it's in my big purse, in the truck, parked about a good 10-minute walk. I could have gone back and got it but I didn't want to miss it.
It was so nice. She looks so cute. She had a big smile glued to her face. And I know, try as hard as I can, I can never fully describe it. One thing, I still can't get over her posture. Her back is straight, her shoulder pulled back, her tummy sucked in. She does look like a little ballerina. She said that when Daddy gets home, she'll do it again for him.
One of the girls started crying 10 minutes into the recital. She didn't have a parent to watch her. Poor kid. And, only 1 mom had a camera with her. And, I don't know what happened to the rest of the girls but there were only 6 of them there.
That's me hitting my head with the camera. Yesterday was her mini-recital in ballet and I forgot, I didn't have a camera with me. I have the camera, it's in my big purse, in the truck, parked about a good 10-minute walk. I could have gone back and got it but I didn't want to miss it.
It was so nice. She looks so cute. She had a big smile glued to her face. And I know, try as hard as I can, I can never fully describe it. One thing, I still can't get over her posture. Her back is straight, her shoulder pulled back, her tummy sucked in. She does look like a little ballerina. She said that when Daddy gets home, she'll do it again for him.
One of the girls started crying 10 minutes into the recital. She didn't have a parent to watch her. Poor kid. And, only 1 mom had a camera with her. And, I don't know what happened to the rest of the girls but there were only 6 of them there.
June 20, 2005
running away
As we were getting ready for bed last night, Megan was banging her stuffed toys to one another.
If you're gonna be mean, your toys will run away.
Toys can't run away.
Oh, you don't remember when Pooh, Piglet, Rabbit & Tigger run away!
They did not!
Did, too. Remember, they ran away and then they got sold in the store.
I do NOT remember that. They can't run away. Dolphin can't walk.
Bijou will carry Dolpin. Dolphin will say, "Bijou, Bijou, please don't run away without me. Take me with you."
I DO NOT WANT MY TOYS TO RUN AWAY.
Then, you better start being nice to them.
NO! I'm just gonna put them in a cage so they can't go.
If you're gonna be mean, your toys will run away.
Toys can't run away.
Oh, you don't remember when Pooh, Piglet, Rabbit & Tigger run away!
They did not!
Did, too. Remember, they ran away and then they got sold in the store.
I do NOT remember that. They can't run away. Dolphin can't walk.
Bijou will carry Dolpin. Dolphin will say, "Bijou, Bijou, please don't run away without me. Take me with you."
I DO NOT WANT MY TOYS TO RUN AWAY.
Then, you better start being nice to them.
NO! I'm just gonna put them in a cage so they can't go.
June 19, 2005
report card
I am so proud of her! Just to refresh memories, her grading system is N for not yet evident, P for developing/progressing and CD for consistently displayed. And she got mostly CDs. Her Language Arts - Reading is the same all through the year 6 CDs out of 8, Mathematics, she got 3 out of 3 and Life Skills, 12 out of 13. I don't know exactly what that means or IF they have a class placement where she'll be place at.
For teacher's comment, Ms. D wrote "very good reader. Great social skills." Look at that, my baby has social skills. And I was worried how she'll interact with other kids when she starts school.
I was pretty disappointed that they have nothing to mark this event in her life. No Graduation. And I meant to take a picture of her so that at least I'll have something to remember that day by but...
I bought this sort of an envelope/folder so she can keep some of her stuff from school. She has a whole drawer full of school work and she does not want to part with ANY of them. But these are my art... how can I possibly throw any of that now. I might as well buy her a box or something for all these.
For teacher's comment, Ms. D wrote "very good reader. Great social skills." Look at that, my baby has social skills. And I was worried how she'll interact with other kids when she starts school.
I was pretty disappointed that they have nothing to mark this event in her life. No Graduation. And I meant to take a picture of her so that at least I'll have something to remember that day by but...
I bought this sort of an envelope/folder so she can keep some of her stuff from school. She has a whole drawer full of school work and she does not want to part with ANY of them. But these are my art... how can I possibly throw any of that now. I might as well buy her a box or something for all these.
June 18, 2005
what a mess...
OK, so she'll be home a lot... again... not looking forward to this. This is how our house looks like if she's home all day. I know, she's just a kid and she doesn't see it as a mess. It's like a work of art for her. Note the little cut-out hearts stuck to the chairs. She said it's her store, I think she's selling paper boats. Earlier, her stuffed toys were having a tea party.
Speaking of art, I'll post her works that was submitted for Showcase 2005. It's an anthology of original art and literature submitted by DoDDS-Europe students from pre-school through grade 12. One is a watercolor entitled "pumpkin" and the other is a collage entitled "flower". I don't know why her teacher chose these 2 works, I think this is better and another collage was way better.
Oh, well, we won't find out until Fall if her work will be included.
Speaking of art, I'll post her works that was submitted for Showcase 2005. It's an anthology of original art and literature submitted by DoDDS-Europe students from pre-school through grade 12. One is a watercolor entitled "pumpkin" and the other is a collage entitled "flower". I don't know why her teacher chose these 2 works, I think this is better and another collage was way better.
Oh, well, we won't find out until Fall if her work will be included.
June 17, 2005
shot you down
I was 5 and he was 6
We rode on horses made of stick
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang! Bang! He shot me down
Bang! Bang! I hit the ground
Bang! Bang! That awful sound
Bang! Bang! My baby shot me down
This is her current favorite song and she calls it the Bang! Bang! song. When we're driving, she would wait for that song and she'd always complain if they don't play it. (this song has a lot of air time here)
The first time she heard it,
Mommy, it's that song from the Kill Bill movie! (o, di ba, she knows kill bill!) Why is it called Kill Bill?
Cause, she wants to kill bill!
But why does she want to kill bill?
Because Bill wants to kill her.
Oh, so she had to kill Bill first before Bill kills her.
There is something very wrong with that conversation and I don't know where to begin.
We rode on horses made of stick
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang! Bang! He shot me down
Bang! Bang! I hit the ground
Bang! Bang! That awful sound
Bang! Bang! My baby shot me down
This is her current favorite song and she calls it the Bang! Bang! song. When we're driving, she would wait for that song and she'd always complain if they don't play it. (this song has a lot of air time here)
The first time she heard it,
Mommy, it's that song from the Kill Bill movie! (o, di ba, she knows kill bill!) Why is it called Kill Bill?
Cause, she wants to kill bill!
But why does she want to kill bill?
Because Bill wants to kill her.
Oh, so she had to kill Bill first before Bill kills her.
There is something very wrong with that conversation and I don't know where to begin.
June 16, 2005
last day
Today is the last day of school. She says, "it's the last day of kindergarten". I don't know why but this morning she decided to throw a tantrum. It started when I woke her up, she got mad cause I woke her up from a "sweet dream" and she wanted to go back to sleep. I let her be for a few more minutes and told her she really needed to get ready for school. Then, she said she didn't want to go to school and when I said, "I have to call school and let them know" she said that she's going to school. When I asked her to get ready, she started complaining that it's cold. Every single thing, she found something to complain about.
We finally got to school and I was writing a note to Ms. D saying that I'll be picking her up at school. I gave her the note and told her to give it to Ms. D. She asked what it is for and I said, "I told Ms. D that this morning, you were acting like a brat." In a small voice, she said, "sorry".
We finally got to school and I was writing a note to Ms. D saying that I'll be picking her up at school. I gave her the note and told her to give it to Ms. D. She asked what it is for and I said, "I told Ms. D that this morning, you were acting like a brat." In a small voice, she said, "sorry".
June 15, 2005
show and tell
Last Thursday we got the Pirate book from Aunt A and Uncle M. and she wanted to take it to school so she can show it to Ms. D. When she got back from school I asked her if she got a chance to show it to Ms. D.
Yeah, and I told her that Uncle M drew it and she was surprised (made a surprise face) and said that it's really very nice and then she read it to the whole class and then I asked my friends if they liked it and then they said they did and then I told them that this is Uncle M (pointing to a pirate) and that this little guy is Uncle M's brother!
...all in one breath.
Yeah, and I told her that Uncle M drew it and she was surprised (made a surprise face) and said that it's really very nice and then she read it to the whole class and then I asked my friends if they liked it and then they said they did and then I told them that this is Uncle M (pointing to a pirate) and that this little guy is Uncle M's brother!
...all in one breath.
June 14, 2005
tulog na
Meg doesn't know how to speak Tagalog. She knows "sige na", "pala-utot", and "kili-kili". She asked me if I can teach her how to speak Tagalog. I introduced 5 words to her vocabulary: tulog, gising, kain, inom, and ligo.
Last night, as we were getting ready for bed, I have the dryer on. Our dryer buzzes 10 minutes before the set time is up and it buzzes off again after 5 minutes, then when it's done, it buzzes off again for the last time and then turns off. So, the dryer goes off as we were reading a book, then again as we were finishing the book, and once again as I turned off the light, and Megan goes "Mommy, make the dryer go tulog."
Last night, as we were getting ready for bed, I have the dryer on. Our dryer buzzes 10 minutes before the set time is up and it buzzes off again after 5 minutes, then when it's done, it buzzes off again for the last time and then turns off. So, the dryer goes off as we were reading a book, then again as we were finishing the book, and once again as I turned off the light, and Megan goes "Mommy, make the dryer go tulog."
June 13, 2005
rapping
There is this rap song that's been playing a LOT on the radio. I don't know the title but it has an Elton John sample and I don't know the Elton John song either. Elton's song goes something like "Those who seek shall follow me".
As we were driving to somewhere this song came on and Meg, excited and everything, said:
Hey, mommy, it's a new song from that guy who sang "You can do it put your back into it".
At this point, I almost slammed on the brakes cause I couldn't stop laughing and also I was dismayed that my 6-year old daughter knows that song. I don't even remember hearing that song that often but she knows it. Some consolation is, at least she said "back".
As we were driving to somewhere this song came on and Meg, excited and everything, said:
Hey, mommy, it's a new song from that guy who sang "You can do it put your back into it".
At this point, I almost slammed on the brakes cause I couldn't stop laughing and also I was dismayed that my 6-year old daughter knows that song. I don't even remember hearing that song that often but she knows it. Some consolation is, at least she said "back".
June 10, 2005
funnee
She's been trying to write by herself. I heard her doing this last night. Popcorn. I know how to spell pop, it's p o p. And then she goes, corn. And she makes a K sound. Mommy, is corn K or C? to which I reply C. Then she makes the KO sound and she goes, O and on to KOR, and she makes the R and then she goes KORN, and makes the N sound.
So, she asked me how to spell lovely. I know she knows how to spell LOVE, so I ask her back how to spell LOVE and she said L O V E and I said, Now, add "ly". And she started writing it down. I asked her again how she spelled LOVELY and she goes, L O V E L E E and I corrected her saying, L Y not L E E, to which she replied back, but Ms. Lee's name is L E E.
Ms. Lee is her Art teacher. When they go to Art, they write their names on the paper followed by DK, meaning Ms. D's class, Kindergarten. She came home yesterday with a big piece of paper. It had 5 by 5 grid, on top of the paper was the familiar "Megan DK". Every square is intended for a classmate, they can draw anything they want in their square and write their names. I couldn't help but laugh when I noticed Emily's square, it had a purple flower and she wrote "Emily DK".
Kayla made a blue butterfly, Kyle, a red heart, Madison, an orange sun, Cooper, 2 kids with something red in between them, Tino, a yellow sun, Caelon, 2 kids again with something red in between them again, Duncan, made some purple scribbles, Maya, a blue and red ball (I think), Maggie, an animal with 3 feet and a long neck.
She was pretty sad cause she didn't get everybody to draw on her paper. She said that they didn't have enough time. She said she drew, rainbow for the girls and I forgot what was for the boys.
So, she asked me how to spell lovely. I know she knows how to spell LOVE, so I ask her back how to spell LOVE and she said L O V E and I said, Now, add "ly". And she started writing it down. I asked her again how she spelled LOVELY and she goes, L O V E L E E and I corrected her saying, L Y not L E E, to which she replied back, but Ms. Lee's name is L E E.
Ms. Lee is her Art teacher. When they go to Art, they write their names on the paper followed by DK, meaning Ms. D's class, Kindergarten. She came home yesterday with a big piece of paper. It had 5 by 5 grid, on top of the paper was the familiar "Megan DK". Every square is intended for a classmate, they can draw anything they want in their square and write their names. I couldn't help but laugh when I noticed Emily's square, it had a purple flower and she wrote "Emily DK".
Kayla made a blue butterfly, Kyle, a red heart, Madison, an orange sun, Cooper, 2 kids with something red in between them, Tino, a yellow sun, Caelon, 2 kids again with something red in between them again, Duncan, made some purple scribbles, Maya, a blue and red ball (I think), Maggie, an animal with 3 feet and a long neck.
She was pretty sad cause she didn't get everybody to draw on her paper. She said that they didn't have enough time. She said she drew, rainbow for the girls and I forgot what was for the boys.
June 09, 2005
love-hate
Madison is one of the names that Megan mentions frequently about school. I think, they're pretty good friends. In the morning, when I drop her off at school, most of the time Madison would give her a hug as she stands there so stiffly not knowing what to do. Then, they would take their plush toys for the day and play with them.
But, sometimes, Megan would tell me that Madison's mean to her. That she didn't want to play with her. And once, she said, Madison pinched her. Asked how is Madison mean to her, Megan answered, She said I was mean to her.
Although, Madison is not an only child (her sister's name is also Megan), she's a little bit bossy just like Megan. They both want their way and they probably fight over what they would play. I can just see it:
Meg: Hi, Madison, you want to play with me?
Mad: Okay, I want to go play in the swing...
Meg: But I want to play Swan Lake.
Mad: I don't want to play that silly game, it's so boring.
Meg: No, it's not.
Mad: Yes, it is.
Meg: NO! It's not!
Mad: You're mean, I don't want to play with you.
Meg: I don't want to play with you either!
Note: The above conversation did not actually happen but that's how Meg is when she doesn't get her way and I think Madison's the same way.
But, sometimes, Megan would tell me that Madison's mean to her. That she didn't want to play with her. And once, she said, Madison pinched her. Asked how is Madison mean to her, Megan answered, She said I was mean to her.
Although, Madison is not an only child (her sister's name is also Megan), she's a little bit bossy just like Megan. They both want their way and they probably fight over what they would play. I can just see it:
Meg: Hi, Madison, you want to play with me?
Mad: Okay, I want to go play in the swing...
Meg: But I want to play Swan Lake.
Mad: I don't want to play that silly game, it's so boring.
Meg: No, it's not.
Mad: Yes, it is.
Meg: NO! It's not!
Mad: You're mean, I don't want to play with you.
Meg: I don't want to play with you either!
Note: The above conversation did not actually happen but that's how Meg is when she doesn't get her way and I think Madison's the same way.
June 06, 2005
watermelon
Meg loves fruits.
Especially the soft and juicy kind and watermelon tops the list. I bought a quarter of watermelon and served it for dessert.
Mommy, is this for me?
Why? Can you eat all of it?
Yes! I love watermelon.
You cannot possibly eat all that.
Oh, yes, I can!
And she proceeded to eat it with so much gusto.
Mommy, I was just kidding when I said I can eat it all. My tummy hurts.
This is really so mean of me, but it was just too funny. The phrase "swallowed a watermelon" just came to life right in front of my eyes. She has a pudgy tummy and all that watermelon just made her tummy look rounder. She was holding on her tummy and complaining about how she ate too much watermelon and she said that she can't move or she's gonna get sick.
Especially the soft and juicy kind and watermelon tops the list. I bought a quarter of watermelon and served it for dessert.
Mommy, is this for me?
Why? Can you eat all of it?
Yes! I love watermelon.
You cannot possibly eat all that.
Oh, yes, I can!
And she proceeded to eat it with so much gusto.
Mommy, I was just kidding when I said I can eat it all. My tummy hurts.
This is really so mean of me, but it was just too funny. The phrase "swallowed a watermelon" just came to life right in front of my eyes. She has a pudgy tummy and all that watermelon just made her tummy look rounder. She was holding on her tummy and complaining about how she ate too much watermelon and she said that she can't move or she's gonna get sick.
June 04, 2005
June
Her last day of school is on the 16th of this month. Unfortunately, they don't have a Kindergarten graduation. No pictures of the momentous event.
This month, she'll be belt testing for yellow belt. She's been SO looking forward to a new color belt. Ever since she saw Mr. G give out new belts which happened to be on her first day of karate class.
Also, a ballet recital is set for this month.
This month, she'll be belt testing for yellow belt. She's been SO looking forward to a new color belt. Ever since she saw Mr. G give out new belts which happened to be on her first day of karate class.
Also, a ballet recital is set for this month.
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