tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46133853852254841322024-03-12T02:18:02.395-07:00Life is Good and Beautiful.........with Jake, who is our pride and joy.Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.comBlogger796125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-56998501644091395572012-07-06T17:27:00.003-07:002014-01-16T23:10:00.646-08:00Independence Day Celebration 2012<div style="text-align: justify;">
On Independence Day, my family and I decided to go to the Kaufman's 4th of July parade and family fun instead of going to church ward breakfast and children's parade. We chose to attend the first one because of the time and the many things we would enjoy as family. First of all the church thing was scheduled earlier than the city parade. And the city offered more than parade, it also offers bouncy houses, pony rides, rock climbing, games, and being able to go picnicking.</div>
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We had so much fun as family, and individual as well. After Jacob rock climbing, he jumped on the obstacles course bouncy houses and played some games where he won a prize. I got a free fan, and free watermelons and cold water bottles :-). Before we left the park, my boys got to read their favorite books while I sat and relax watching them and other people who still enjoy the activities at the park. It was a nice celebration of Independence Day!</div>
Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-45482145459350345812012-06-18T17:47:00.000-07:002020-07-09T19:42:56.200-07:00Like Father, Like Son!My son's first hero is indeed his father. As you an see in these photos, he likes to do what his Dad is doing. He follows him wherever he goes, whatever he does. He looks forward when Daddy gets home from work. When Daddy is our of his sight, he would go looking for him (in the garage, yard, even in the bathroom, lol.<br />
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He even watches Dad's fave tv shows ( Star Trek Enterprise and The Andy Griffith show). He is indeed his father's son :-).</div>
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Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-46383171418448481082012-06-05T23:01:00.000-07:002012-06-06T23:10:51.139-07:00Jacob's Notice for Mom and Dad<div style="text-align: justify;">Every time my son did something he knew he wasn't supposed to do, one of his privileges will be taken away from him unless he proved himself that he is worthy to get it back. He knew better but sometimes he kept doing the same mistake over and over again. And so, when I get fed up, this is what happens. He thought he would get what he wants by writing a letter or notice for us. Nope, he was wrong, lol.<br /></div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_MTNXyK3IYQ/T9BETN-C6EI/AAAAAAAAGlU/k74ruLT7_pM/s1600/May%2B-%2BJune%2B%2B2012%2B040.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_MTNXyK3IYQ/T9BETN-C6EI/AAAAAAAAGlU/k74ruLT7_pM/s320/May%2B-%2BJune%2B%2B2012%2B040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5751171821110224962" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Anyway, this was the letter I've found on his bedroom door. It made me and my husband laugh silently. He did a pretty good job writing this note if you may say, except for one misspelled word 'privilege.'<br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-84727849123174378942012-05-17T20:55:00.003-07:002012-05-18T21:00:19.447-07:00My Little Spider Man<div style="text-align: justify;">Last month if I am not mistaken, one of my son's classmate named Layla knocked on our door. Jacob and I were surprised to see her in front of our door. This girl was really mean to my son. She plays with him and then punches him afterward. She calls my son shorty. For a little while there, I would talk to her and ask her to stop bullying my son. Thank goodness, she stopped. Anyway, she asked whether Jacob can come to her house because her mother was doing some face painting with the girls. I asked Jacob if he wants to, and he said; 'yes.' And so away he went with her.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OBTLLVyVNhE/T7XIarev8YI/AAAAAAAAGj8/Yb1ncUQkyxM/s1600/April%2B2012%2B003.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OBTLLVyVNhE/T7XIarev8YI/AAAAAAAAGj8/Yb1ncUQkyxM/s320/April%2B2012%2B003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5743717260454785410" border="0" /></a>Few minutes later, he came back with the SpiderMan painted on his face. Kind of cool, don't you think?<br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-26379555141362364272012-05-14T21:14:00.002-07:002012-05-14T21:24:18.635-07:00Bike Riding Safety<div style="text-align: justify;">Saturday last week, I took my son to the park where the Crandall Fire Department conducted a safety bike ride for the kids ages 12 and under. Jacob learned to ride his bike with obstacles like the cones and dropping something on the trash can while riding the bike. He had fun, and I had fun watching him, too.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7V-zRs-MrqI/T7HYhKEeMsI/AAAAAAAAGic/V_bqiD6lciM/s1600/May%2B2012%2B014.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7V-zRs-MrqI/T7HYhKEeMsI/AAAAAAAAGic/V_bqiD6lciM/s320/May%2B2012%2B014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5742609064024486594" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jukggnIbfu8/T7HYgxx86LI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/LUkjCNwyx9A/s1600/May%2B2012%2B017.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jukggnIbfu8/T7HYgxx86LI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/LUkjCNwyx9A/s320/May%2B2012%2B017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5742609057504356530" border="0" /></a><br />Anyway, when it was about to rain, we decided to walk back home. I was just disappointed that they didn't teach them about safety, like stopping and looking both ways before crossing the road, not riding the bike but pushing it to get to the other side of the road. Husband and I decided that we would continue to remind Jacob of safe bike riding to school and hopefully he would apply them when we let him ride his bike to school.<br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-41171301150831631722012-04-28T09:16:00.003-07:002012-04-28T09:49:58.612-07:00Our Raised Bed Garden<div style="text-align: justify;">A couple of weeks ago, hubby and I started our vegetables garden in the backyard. He made two raised bed garden and here is the first one. We planted tomatoes, watermelon, cantaloupe, jalapeno, red and green peppers, okra, eggplant, and yellow squash. Oh, I couldn't wait to see some harvest soon.<br /></div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXZZfqyluTo/T5wdSz_M5DI/AAAAAAAAGgs/e7CWT0aqN7g/s1600/April%2B2012%2B012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BXZZfqyluTo/T5wdSz_M5DI/AAAAAAAAGgs/e7CWT0aqN7g/s320/April%2B2012%2B012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5736492234393314354" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Below is the garden after two weeks. Can you see the difference? They are all grew a little bit. Husband sprinkled some iron granules on it since the plants need it because the leaves are tuning into yellow. Anyway, the other bed will be planted with Asian veggies such as bitter gourd, jute, papaya, long/string beans, and calamansi. By the way, my son helps with the watering the plants and planting some seedlings.<br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-55785701816340763852012-02-29T19:50:00.004-08:002014-01-16T22:54:22.442-08:00A Day at the Dallas World Aquarium<div style="text-align: justify;">
This Monday there was a Staff Training at my son's school, and so there was no school. As family, we decided to make this day a fruitful and fun day for each of us. In the morning, we went to the Dallas World Aquarium. This place is in the middle of the big city. It is more like a rainforest with bit of everything like a mini zoo with small animals, and a mini sea with interesting fish. The most popular part of this place is the<span class="onHide"> 22,000-gallon tunnel with a panoramic view of underwater reef life. It is amazing! </span>From the top you think you are just looking into a large pool of water, on the lower floor, you are seeing under the water and looking up towards the people looking down. I loved the walk thru enclosed waterway where the sharks are swimming above your walking path.</div>
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He brings them to their Valentines Day party and gives them to his classmates, and in return he gets cards from them, too! I really enjoyed doing arts and crafts with Jacob every time; he loves to help, too! In fact, he looks forward to this moment every year. I am glad because he shows his interests in arts and also learning something he can be proud of.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nqzci86OHtQ/Tz_dzVn_P8I/AAAAAAAAGc4/yBvhzjCoQ8Y/s1600/valentines%2Bcard.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nqzci86OHtQ/Tz_dzVn_P8I/AAAAAAAAGc4/yBvhzjCoQ8Y/s320/valentines%2Bcard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710526726577012674" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Butterfly Lollipop card<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi4uPOhQ5AQ/Tz_dy_VwOUI/AAAAAAAAGcs/n8_D1uUXSAg/s1600/valentines%2Bcard4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi4uPOhQ5AQ/Tz_dy_VwOUI/AAAAAAAAGcs/n8_D1uUXSAg/s320/valentines%2Bcard4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710526720594950466" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Finished products.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJmyhuUPQ88/Tz_dyim7eBI/AAAAAAAAGcg/gM0mdos225E/s1600/valentines%2Bcard2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJmyhuUPQ88/Tz_dyim7eBI/AAAAAAAAGcg/gM0mdos225E/s320/valentines%2Bcard2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710526712882362386" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The making of them.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdJFuA_vezY/Tz_dzyMzEgI/AAAAAAAAGdE/2jli_DLoU58/s1600/valentines%2Bcard3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdJFuA_vezY/Tz_dzyMzEgI/AAAAAAAAGdE/2jli_DLoU58/s320/valentines%2Bcard3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710526734247596546" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Thank you so much, son (Anak) for helping Mommy, and for showing your interests on doing other things than playing video games and watching TV. Keep it up my dear! I love you and we are so proud of your accomplishments.<br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-26227972742496838702012-02-06T02:07:00.000-08:002012-02-06T02:26:32.924-08:00Mommy Moments: Girls/Mommys Day Out<div style="text-align: justify;">Not very often I get the chance to spend time alone. I am always busy taking care of my son and husband's need at home. As a Mom, I also want to contribute with our finances, and so during my spare time, I work on the computer blogging and doing some paid posts to earn some money. On top of that, I also go to church regularly magnifying my calling as a teacher for 7-8 year old children. My life can be boring at times. Good thing I have few friends whom I can spend my 'me' time with. As always, every time we go out eat, shop, or just visit a botanical garden, I always have so much fun! Last week, we went shopping a little at the mall, had lunch and some chatting :-) which was the highlights of our girls day out. Someday, I would like to have a night out, too with them. Anyway, here are few photos taken when we went to the Dallas Arboretum and Botanical garden.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJHNk-yrCU8/Ty-peSD-tWI/AAAAAAAAGb4/NXrfsiWayU4/s1600/daabg.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DJHNk-yrCU8/Ty-peSD-tWI/AAAAAAAAGb4/NXrfsiWayU4/s320/daabg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705965590611408226" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lyn and Me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q-9c0HmCec/Ty-peGrnKfI/AAAAAAAAGbw/1pyu-51Oxuk/s1600/daabg2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q-9c0HmCec/Ty-peGrnKfI/AAAAAAAAGbw/1pyu-51Oxuk/s320/daabg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705965587556411890" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Just me...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgkU4toD5AY/Ty-pem0QrQI/AAAAAAAAGcI/-62m1xc2n5U/s1600/daabg3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgkU4toD5AY/Ty-pem0QrQI/AAAAAAAAGcI/-62m1xc2n5U/s320/daabg3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705965596182621442" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Analyn and Emely<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Join us at Mommy Moments; click the button below!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mommyjourney.com/category/mommy-moments" target="_blank"><img alt="mommy moments" src="http://i471.photobucket.com/albums/rr71/mommyjourney/mommymoments.jpg" /></a><br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-11350774359214718512012-02-01T05:44:00.000-08:002012-02-01T06:21:48.033-08:00Allowance for Jacob<div style="text-align: justify;">This morning while we were eating our breakfast, Jacob was talking about the things he wants for his birthday. I can not help but smile hearing him say the lists. These are on his list: an iPhone, a pet (puppy or fish), Diary of a Wimpy Kid book, and his own set of scriptures. Who knows what else he would add to the lists before his birthday comes in July, lol. Anyway, I was thinking that it is time for him to understand money or its concept. He needs to understand that he can not get whatever he wants without working to get it. He is old enough to help in he house, and so I was thinking of giving him a job or tell him to help in the house for that is how he earns the money or allowance.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6tcEsshX8o/TylGLA0raSI/AAAAAAAAGbk/erj1TwsjQhg/s1600/mixed%2Bphotos%2B2011%2B041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6tcEsshX8o/TylGLA0raSI/AAAAAAAAGbk/erj1TwsjQhg/s320/mixed%2Bphotos%2B2011%2B041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704167558054897954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-style: italic;">Suze Orman</span> had great advice. She said give the <span style="text-decoration: underline;">child</span> 1o cents per minute for the time he/she takes to do a task.Jacob is already 7 year old and I have decided to give him $1 a day. I will also make him a chart. If he does everything on the chart he gets paid the fully $1. For everything he doesn't do, I will deduct 10 cents. Whining and throwing temper tantrums are also deductions. I will have him do things that really help me around the house (sorting his toys, cleaning his room, emptying the dishwasher, sweeping the floor). He also put his dirty clothes on the laundry basket and sort them out according to colors. Anything that will really help me can be a chore.<br /><br />What do you guys think? Do you have any suggestions? Please share them with us; thank you!<br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-833112601225139792012-01-31T11:23:00.000-08:002012-01-31T20:06:06.041-08:00Busy, Fun and Productive Day!<div style="text-align: justify;">Yesterday was a 'parent/teacher conference' at my son's school. We were scheduled for the 8:40am session and were able to talk with my son's teacher for at least 20 minutes. It was great to find out that J is doing pretty well in school we just need to help him with reading comprehension and managing his time wisely which is normal to kid his age. Anyway, after the conference, we headed to Tanger Outlet mall in Terrell to shop at Old Navy then headed for Rockwall to play bowling. Yes. we had a great day since there was no school yesterday. It was an enjoyable and tiring day, but we all had all fun! Before finally going home, we did a short visit with the Reamy's in their home at Scurry. After the visit, we finally went home with some firewood with us for our fireplace. By the time we got home, it's already dinner time. After unloading the firewood, we went out to eat dinner at a Chinese buffet restaurant. We ended the day doing Family Home Evening and a family prayer at 8:30 and in bed by 9:00...yeah I know it was that early to go to bed, but we were all tired.<br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-40317490693991011582011-12-29T14:00:00.001-08:002014-01-16T23:13:19.041-08:00I Need to Get Slim, Fast!<br />
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Just like most people who made New Years resolution to lose weight and didn't succeed, I am not losing my hope that I would be able to keep my resolution this coming 2012 which is to be physically active, eat healthy and lose weight. I know I have been trying to lose weight ever since I gained weight, and this time I intend to work on my goal just because I am scared of losing my transplanted kidney. I am diabetic and have an elevated blood pressure and losing extra pounds would really give great help in managing this two life threatening diseases. </div>
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I have done many things to lose weight including no white rice, white bread on my diet, and less sugar on top of daily exercise and it helped a lot, but then again I started doing the things I wasn't supposed to do. I stopped exercising due to spending a lot of time in front of the computer, watching TV and eating more. I can't blame anybody but me. I need to take control of my life, and take responsibility of my actions. I really need to have the self discipline and self-control when it comes to food otherwise I will regret not taking care of my health for the rest of my life. It isn't too late and I know I can do it!</div>
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I am glad to know that there is still product out there like <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" rel="nofollow">Slim-Fast</a> that could help me get slim fast! I like the slim fast method which is called Slim Fast 3*2*1* where I get to eat 3 snacks composed of 100-calorie snack bars, nuts, fruits and/or vegetables, 2 shakes or meal bars and 1 500-calorie balanced meal everyday. They taste good for I have tried them before. My favorite are the French vanilla, and the creamy milk chocolate. </div>
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Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-16962680998388750282011-12-26T12:22:00.000-08:002012-01-30T21:11:38.952-08:00A Hoilday Well Spent with Friends<div style="text-align: justify;">Our Christmas was spent at friends house this year.And we had so much fun! I like that we don't get to cook, clean up. I just brought a dish to share. After eating, we did talk, sang karaoke, and watched the kids play and sing as well. On New year's eve, we have the same just because January first is my friend's birthday. It would be celebrated together with hubby's and Earnest birthday as well which fall on January. Anyway, we are all excited for it and for our trip to Branson this week. With all these special occasions, there would be plenty of foods.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify; font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IaSDuR65AMM/TvjYiJ40eNI/AAAAAAAAGaY/jn1KC5hp0rA/s1600/us%2B2011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IaSDuR65AMM/TvjYiJ40eNI/AAAAAAAAGaY/jn1KC5hp0rA/s320/us%2B2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690536210464012498" border="0" /></a><br />And diet is a must if we are to keep our weight :-); one more week and it would be my hubby's birthday, Marivic's and Earnest birthday, we couldn't wait!<br /></span></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-60512517376085850612011-11-22T15:01:00.001-08:002011-12-26T12:34:32.786-08:00PackIt! 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We were surprised how much he likes the game. He is now learning some of the important moves in playing basketball. We hope he would continue to play for fun and not just for winning. Hubby and I decided that it is time for him to participate in sports so he would have more fun that going to school and home every school days. Plus, he needs some exercise, too!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ctFcIpTjMCE/Tr3HvoImgZI/AAAAAAAAGZw/q0fV3D7UWn4/s1600/Nov.%2B2011%2B002.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ctFcIpTjMCE/Tr3HvoImgZI/AAAAAAAAGZw/q0fV3D7UWn4/s320/Nov.%2B2011%2B002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673910726597968274" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Now, here is the photo I took on the first day of their practice. Some of the moves are harder than it looks and so he complains every once in awhile :-); but we keep encouraging him to practice often so he would get a hang of it....then later on it will be easier for him to make those necessary movements.<br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.mommyjourney.com/search/label/Mommy%20Moments" target="_blank"><img alt="mommy moments" src="http://i471.photobucket.com/albums/rr71/mommyjourney/mommymoments.jpg" /></a></center><br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-26077105609121778642011-11-03T20:30:00.001-07:002011-11-03T23:16:00.600-07:00MM: Fall festival and Halloween 2011<div style="text-align: justify;">Since there will be any more themes on Mommy Moments from now on, I wouldn't have any problem posting something here. This week, I decided to focus on the Fall season. Fall festival, pumpkin patch and Halloween rolled into one. J decided to be a Mario this year. Here they are :-); seriously, I'll be missing fall pretty soon :-(. Oh well...winter is here and Christmas will be here before we know it. Anyway, hope you enjoy my entry this week.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28QaJlqdjVw/TrNeFaDAgAI/AAAAAAAAGY4/KJh9PN4DT50/s1600/Oct.%2B2011%2B136.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28QaJlqdjVw/TrNeFaDAgAI/AAAAAAAAGY4/KJh9PN4DT50/s320/Oct.%2B2011%2B136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670979802773880834" border="0" /></a>Annual Fall festival at J's school<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qV56uuZTW7s/TrNeE1bgdlI/AAAAAAAAGYo/XSuwvwQJohM/s1600/Oct.%2B2011%2B008.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qV56uuZTW7s/TrNeE1bgdlI/AAAAAAAAGYo/XSuwvwQJohM/s320/Oct.%2B2011%2B008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670979792944526930" border="0" /></a>Trick or treat at J's friend church<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83vSjpdCy6w/TrNeEjkvnTI/AAAAAAAAGYc/rVUo8jbM8Hw/s1600/Oct.%2B2011%2B019.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-83vSjpdCy6w/TrNeEjkvnTI/AAAAAAAAGYc/rVUo8jbM8Hw/s320/Oct.%2B2011%2B019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670979788151430450" border="0" /></a>With the Pinays kids :-)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUeIE5RKcEs/TrNeGWZb1NI/AAAAAAAAGZA/SAfTuBf23xo/s1600/Oct.%2B2011%2B051.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dUeIE5RKcEs/TrNeGWZb1NI/AAAAAAAAGZA/SAfTuBf23xo/s320/Oct.%2B2011%2B051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670979818974074066" border="0" /></a>At the Dallas Arboretum and Botanical garden.<br /><br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.mommyjourney.com/category/mommy-moments" target="_blank"><img alt="mommy moments" src="http://i471.photobucket.com/albums/rr71/mommyjourney/mommymoments.jpg" /></a><br /></center></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-10401030321895714082011-10-06T12:53:00.000-07:002011-10-06T12:56:14.254-07:00The Apple Sider Side of Me<center><table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"><tbody><tr><td bg="" align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"><span style=" ;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14pt;color:black;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><a href="http://blogthings.com/whatappletreatareyouquiz/results/?result=Cider">You Are Apple Cider</a></strong></span><br /></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatappletreatareyouquiz/apple-cider.jpg" height="100" width="100" /></center><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><br />You are affirming and supporting. You accept people where they are, imperfections and all.<br /><br />You often give too much of yourself, and you rarely put your own needs first.<br /><br />You are tender and compassionate. You wear your heart on your sleeve.<br /><br />You are capable of great love, but it's hard for you to focus your love on one person or relationship.<br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://blogthings.com/whatappletreatareyouquiz/">What Apple Treat Are You?</a></div></center>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-5754896576112240302011-08-26T20:04:00.000-07:002011-09-03T18:27:08.919-07:00MM: Nutrition Tips<div style="text-align: justify;">Health is one of the most important thing I instill in my son's mind. Eating a healthy balanced diet is part of his every meal. But what is a healthy balanced-diet composed of? To me, it is a meal consists of starches, vegetables and meat (white and red). In my house we are used to eating meals with the three major food groups. Fruits serve as desserts. I am glad that at Jacob's young age, he loves to eat veggies, fish, and salads. We also thought him that whatever is on the table, that he will eat...no special meal prepared for him. The only tip I can share with you guys is this: as soon as you baby is ready to eat solid foods....try to give then puree' fruits and veggies. If you do that...you will never have problem feeding them fruits and veggies. As we all know, most of the kids these days don't eat veggies and if they do...they only eat the ones they want to. I also believe in the saying that "you are what you eat." Parents should start teaching their kids the importance of being healthy...and that begins at home where their first teachers are their Mom and Dad. It works for me.
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<br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-24557964392971200312011-08-20T20:15:00.000-07:002011-08-24T16:03:32.564-07:00Mommy Moments: Filipino Ako<div style="text-align: justify;">The theme for this week on Mommy Moments is " Filipino Ako." Since my son was born here in United States and his Dad is a Caucasian, he doesn't have any picture wearing Filipino costume neither participated on Filipino week activity at school. But not having experienced those things, doesn't mean he can't be called a Filipino. He has a Filipino blood running in his veins and had come to love Filipino foods and little bit of mannerism like trying to eat using his own hands and sitting with one of his feet on the chair (just like some Filipino do particularly the seniors who lives in a province), lol. Yes, I do eat using my hands every once in awhile, but the thing about the foot...that I don't do and I think he got it from my Mom :-). He can say some Tagalog words like: kili-kili (underarm), ilong (nose), mata (eyes) and many more which is kind of funny to hear and makes me laugh. So, my son is a Filipino :-).
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I remember asking my son what he wanted to be when he grows up, he said that he wants to be a policeman. I am happy and amazed at the fact that he already knows what he wants to be in the future. In his very young mind, he knows that a policeman’s job is to protect and serve the people, guard them from those with bad intentions. To be a policeman is his dream and as a way to achieving his dream and making it into reality, Jake became so interested in taekwondo. So we thought of getting him into taekwondo lessons. He knows that the policemen had to protect themselves too all the time so they won’t get hurt. Learning taekwondo as a means of self-defense really taught him a lot and had enlightened my son to the realities of the harsh world, outside his little world.
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Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-68410332520817950292011-07-26T02:55:00.000-07:002011-07-31T03:03:29.265-07:00Visiting His Sister's Grave<div style="text-align: justify;">Last memorial day, we did visit our daughter's grave with our son. Jacob has asked us many questions about his sister because even though we talked to him many things about Ruth, he still couldn't remember them for he was very young when we visited his sister. Now that he is 7 year old....he know his sister better now. As you can see on the picture...Jacob is happy to be next to his sister's grave. He loves her and couldn't wait to see her again someday in God kingdom....yea we all are anxious!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89ZUeLPasy4/TjUm5aCDIyI/AAAAAAAAGUE/ta_t9xu2Rys/s1600/July%2B2011%2B119.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-89ZUeLPasy4/TjUm5aCDIyI/AAAAAAAAGUE/ta_t9xu2Rys/s320/July%2B2011%2B119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635453276406358818" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">There he is with a pretty flowers for his beloved sister, Ruth. We love and miss you so much my dear daughter :-)!<br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-23279305249009099172011-07-20T23:09:00.000-07:002011-07-29T14:36:59.402-07:00Gone Fishing<div style="text-align: justify;">Last month, a friend of ours from Mesquite invited us over to go fish at the park. We weren't sure if we could come or not because hubby has changed his work schedule. His new schedule forced him to work on Saturdays, thus leaving Sunday to spend at church and home. Saturdays are gone...no more family time, time with friends and etc....We were sad, but what else can we do? Anyhow, we were supposed to meet them at the fishing place, but they weren't there. They left even before we got there thinking we weren't coming. Oh well, they should have phoned us first before leaving the place. Their absence didn't stop us from enjoying the fishing especially my son.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXNkNEJQqVg/TifFNDeZB3I/AAAAAAAAGT0/GrXqBVdAn24/s1600/July%2B2011%2B106.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXNkNEJQqVg/TifFNDeZB3I/AAAAAAAAGT0/GrXqBVdAn24/s320/July%2B2011%2B106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631686687111841650" border="0" /></a>At Mesquite Park, TX... 10 minutes drive from our house to the park!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrQO4sz6N9E/TifC56OeT4I/AAAAAAAAGTk/QpzHhk26UHg/s1600/July%2B2011%2B105.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrQO4sz6N9E/TifC56OeT4I/AAAAAAAAGTk/QpzHhk26UHg/s320/July%2B2011%2B105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631684159188389762" border="0" /></a>Here is my son having fun fishing, he didn't catch any, but he had fun! And that is what matters the most!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHjlzxWJYDI/TifC6CWBtUI/AAAAAAAAGTs/FEmp_iEMjUY/s1600/July%2B2011%2B111.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BHjlzxWJYDI/TifC6CWBtUI/AAAAAAAAGTs/FEmp_iEMjUY/s320/July%2B2011%2B111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631684161367553346" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">So thankful for my Dear Husband who took us there and dropped us back home before going to work that day. He was an hour late; thank to his colleague who understand his excused.<br /></div>Cecilehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16047152725268920400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4613385385225484132.post-53388630805860830002011-05-20T11:41:00.000-07:002011-05-20T11:54:02.718-07:00MM: Mother's Day<div style="text-align: justify;">Mother's Day is over, but to me....it is an everyday celebration in my house. Hubby and son don't cease to amaze me how much they love me. And I feel very important and loved all the time! Everyday seems like a lucky day for me! 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