Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Day 56 - A picture of you all bundled up

                                In Shanghai, China with a frightened looking guard.

Day 55 - A picture of you with a date

                                       Bugsy's with my favorite drinking buddy.

Because the way to a woman's heart... is through her damaged liver and intoxicated head. =P

Day 54 - A picture of you on your last vacation

                                                   Boracay, April 2011

Day 53 - A picture of you in a car

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Psyche on my wedding dress

As she lay on my bed playing with her DS, Psyche and I have a girl talk on wedding plans.

Psyche: Mommy? What are you doing?
Me: I'm just calculating on my phone the budget for our wedding.
Psyche: I want you to have a long dress for your wedding.
Me: Is it ok if I have short dress?
Psyche: I want a long dress.
Me: But I can't afford it, I don't have money.
Psyche: Don't worry Mommy, I will give you big money, not small money.
Me: How will you get your money?
Psyche: I will go to the office. After school.
Me: Why do you want me to have a long dress?
Psyche: Because I want you to be the wedding girl and I can be the flower girl.

This is our convo continued (FYI, she didn't even know I told my designer, Popo Go, the other day that I had wanted a BLUE dress instead of a WHITE one):



Then while I was playing back and watching the video I had just shot, Psyche puts her head on my shoulder, turns to look at me, and says:

"It's ok, I'll buy you a short dress because the long one is expensive."

Then she smiles.

I have the sweetest daughter in the world. I fiercely believe this.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Psyche and fairytales



Nothing makes me prouder than to see my daughter reading to herself (without my asking)... even if she doesn't know how to read. That's why I encourage moms to read to their kids before going to bed. Teach them to look for books, to WANT to read books, and to encourage the use of their imaginations.

Day 52 - A picture of you dressed up

                                  patron + belvedere + afghan shit = HOT. MESS.

And yes, that's my sister Mika and the bouncers trying to help me back up to our table. =)