Benedict is now 18 months old!

and we are more excited than the little one...

I am thinking along the lines of POTTY TRAINING and DISCIPLINE, while the Daddy is more concerned with the 2nd Birthday Party Plans...o di ba? Life is sweet for those who are simplier!

Oh, how time flies! We now have a very active toddler who wears us both when he is up to it, which is almost always.

We now can't get through the entire mass because for sure, 5 mins. after we would wheel him into the "church" (more like the airconditioned Atrium of LimKetKai mall converted into a chapel set-up), he would be fidgeting in his stroller (strapping him on it is sometimes a struggle in itself), and like he got ants on his pants, he's sure to roam around the place...to the glass-encased pond with the biggest Koi I've ever seen, and the man-made waterfalls that surely draws kids like my little Benedict.

We can hardly match his energy thus we do not frequent the malls these days. Kapoy kaha ug gukod sah? Ma-wa akong poise! hahaha...Marlon's getting enough exercise followint the little boy around. And oh Boy! does he love to...nope, not walk but break into a run...when he gets excited by...almost anything...from the zooming mall train (which used to scare him off like a rabbit with its bells in the past) to the "neigh" (the horse) in the carousel which he rides with gusto now...promting the Daddy to buy 2 tickets nalang coz he is sure to ask for 1 more ride after the first one. And he loves to follow little fellas like himself. hmmm, he seems to think he is independent huh? Ah, the mommy in me dreads the time when he gets independent enough to not need me around...*sniff,sniff*

Marlon is constantly buying Bengay, the extra-strength variety at that..but then again it could also be because he is not getting any younger...hehehe. But I think we both know who the real culprit is for the Daddy's excruciating back pains. But then again who taught him that piggy-back is fun, fun, fun???

And Benedict can really wear us out, what with all the climbing on the toy boxes...the couch...even the bookshelf. We really have to wish for extra pairs of hands & a pair of eyes to go with that apositioned at the back of our heads pls... I'm sure God would trully understand the simple wishes of a mom...

But on a more positive and happy note, we are excited..and happy...and looking forward to the joys Benedict will surely bring the house now that he is fully mobile (running at top speed), communicative (saying words that only he can understand, "babbles" really...but he expects you to fully comprehend, lest you get the raised eyebrow which seems to say "huh Mom! which planet are you from?" Oh men! And to think this little munchkin is only a year & a half old.) and aggressive! oh the little darling knows what he wants/or doesn't want for himself. And it totally takes all of my willpower not to spank the little butt bec. he can really be a handful. I think I have to be contemplating on using the "time-out" na.

Oh well, we always take it one day at a time...and we take pride in raising the little boy the way we want him raised. The discipline, we will get to that...meantime, can I enjoy the sweet little hugs from behind (hmmmm, with matching sloppy, wet kisses) everytime the little boy feels like it? (but I do seem to notice that follwing this is a no-nonsense request of a "nene" (milk), which suggests that my little prince somewhat has an idea about "suhol" na?