<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:59:17.057+08:00</updated><category term='tagged'/><category term='milestones'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='gimik'/><category term='chicks'/><category term='school'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='chatterbox me'/><category term='mommy love'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='wento'/><title type='text'>My Busy Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-6549422311947149473</id><published>2010-01-01T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:02:11.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Kids @ Work '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Sz3xUN5o_XI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G_LyTWjcge0/s1600-h/PC181701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Sz3xUN5o_XI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G_LyTWjcge0/s200/PC181701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421754856055045490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;I went to mommy's office for the annual Kids @ Work. As usual, I enjoyed it although it was only a short 2.5 hr program. I did get a lot of toys from the giveaways and the games I joined. I also got to meet some of mommy's officemates' kids. It was also fun dancing to Nobody But You with Grimace. Hope next year's K@W will also be a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics &lt;a href=http://daizell.multiply.com/photos/album/39/Kids_Work_09&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-6549422311947149473?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/6549422311947149473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=6549422311947149473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6549422311947149473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6549422311947149473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2010/01/kids-work-09.html' title='Kids @ Work &apos;09'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Sz3xUN5o_XI/AAAAAAAAAFI/G_LyTWjcge0/s72-c/PC181701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-6742947419729351046</id><published>2009-08-29T15:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T16:21:08.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>First Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SpjjjQ4PP5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/NIVCnUAOhrA/s1600-h/P8191445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SpjjjQ4PP5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/NIVCnUAOhrA/s200/P8191445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375296350232461202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy skipped work on the 20th to accompany me to my first ever field trip. We arrived quite late so we had to go on the last bus. But we still waited for almost an hour before leaving the school. I entertained myself by clicking away with the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was the Aero Space Museum in Villamor Airbase. I had a fun time looking at miniature planes. Also enjoyed riding in an old car and aboarding an old presidential plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went next to Museong Pambata. Sadly, we went alone inside without our parents. I still did enjoy going to the kid-sized cathedral plus the fireman's truck, sari-sari store, barbershop and nipa hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate our lunch next on the bus. Mommy packed fried chicken and pancit but I only got to eat the former as I was full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded to Arc Avilon next where I saw a lot of animals like cougar, lion, cheetah, siberian and white tiger, eagle, snakes, crocs, donkey, etc. The rabbits, guinea pigs and hamsters also clamored towards me when I brought in the carrots to feed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Spjkce4U_gI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6Ta3IKMmCkQ/s1600-h/P8201525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Spjkce4U_gI/AAAAAAAAAFA/6Ta3IKMmCkQ/s200/P8201525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375297333243477506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun Ranch was our last stop where I got to ride on the bumper boat, mini-ferris wheel and train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun and memorable. Especially since I have mommy to share it with. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href=http://daizell.multiply.com/photos/album/37/Riels_Field_Trip&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more pics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-6742947419729351046?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/6742947419729351046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=6742947419729351046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6742947419729351046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6742947419729351046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-field-trip.html' title='First Field Trip'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SpjjjQ4PP5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/NIVCnUAOhrA/s72-c/P8191445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-3784491190567119924</id><published>2009-07-18T11:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:15:07.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Cebu-Bohol Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SmFFh7fAS1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/lOL1AYMJai0/s1600-h/P1030864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SmFFh7fAS1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/lOL1AYMJai0/s200/P1030864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359641480753335122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;My out-of-Manila trip for the year finally pushed through with my family, including my Tita, Tito and cousins. We arrived late in the afternoon at the resort. Ate Mai, Ate Rein and I headed to the pool afterwards. Too bad mommy can't join us so she just took our pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were up early the next day for our day trip in Bohol. We first went to the Blood Compact Site, then to Baclayon Church. Lunch was eaten aboard the floating restaurant while cruising through the Loboc River. We also visited the tarsiers. They look really cute and cuddly but sleepy. I get to touch their fur and tail for a split second, hehe. Last stop was the Chocolate Hills. They were actually green this time of the year but still looked spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SmFH1jj29xI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KM-MLPkzmVs/s1600-h/P6180921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SmFH1jj29xI/AAAAAAAAAEo/KM-MLPkzmVs/s200/P6180921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359644016951883538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We spent the next day at Panglao beach before leaving for Cebu. In Cebu, we met with Mommy Herma's cousin, Tita Mae, who toured us in Lapu-Lapu Shrine. We also get to taste the famous Lechon Cebu for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's back to Manila for us. It was a full-packed and fun trip. Spending it with my relatives, particularly Ate Rein made it extra-special. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics &lt;a href=http://daizell.multiply.com/photos/album/35/Cebu-Bohol_Trip&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-3784491190567119924?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/3784491190567119924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=3784491190567119924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3784491190567119924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3784491190567119924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2009/07/cebu-bohol-trip.html' title='Cebu-Bohol Trip'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SmFFh7fAS1I/AAAAAAAAAEg/lOL1AYMJai0/s72-c/P1030864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-1925430254928361905</id><published>2009-05-02T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:36:54.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I sneaked under the sheets when mommy went to the bathroom. When she came out, he was searching and calling for me. After counting to five, I surprised her with a boo and she jumped out of her skin. She really didn't notice me hiding inside the blanket. It was fun watching her surprised face. =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-1925430254928361905?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/1925430254928361905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=1925430254928361905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1925430254928361905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1925430254928361905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2009/05/boo.html' title='Boo'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-6898922466324456339</id><published>2009-04-25T20:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:18:56.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Big Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SkYpy1n5xdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3FJPUgtRLzw/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SkYpy1n5xdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3FJPUgtRLzw/s200/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352011160541054418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;I just recently celebrated my 5th birthday. Mom took the day off and we headed for Club Manila East where we had a whole day of fun under the sun. I really enjoyed swimming and making new friends. I also got to try kayaking with mommy. She gave me Dragonoid as my birthday present. And of course the best thing about it is I got to spend the whole weekend bonding with her. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-6898922466324456339?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/6898922466324456339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=6898922466324456339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6898922466324456339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6898922466324456339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-five.html' title='Big Five'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SkYpy1n5xdI/AAAAAAAAAEY/3FJPUgtRLzw/s72-c/DSC00124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-3929378185703502685</id><published>2009-03-07T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:36:29.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><title type='text'>Sleeping, Loving</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I am so tired from the Fairview and hospital trip we did today. I did doze off during the ride home but I still had to take a nap when we finally arrived. And in the middle of sleep and wakefulness, I hugged mommy and kissed her unconsciously. I saw her sneak a smile when I did that.&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-3929378185703502685?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/3929378185703502685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=3929378185703502685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3929378185703502685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3929378185703502685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleeping-loving.html' title='Sleeping, Loving'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-6235621206912993416</id><published>2009-02-14T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:57:48.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><title type='text'>V-day with Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I spent the whole day with mommy today. I woke her up with the greeting card I made at school. Then, we went to Pasig in the morning. She got me the latest Power Rangers DVD, Operation Overdrive, which I watched after we saw the potential lot that mommy's eyeing to buy. I just love spending time with her. And I can say that I still love her most in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hearts Day! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-6235621206912993416?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/6235621206912993416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=6235621206912993416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6235621206912993416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6235621206912993416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2009/02/v-day-with-mommy.html' title='V-day with Mommy'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-8333446043463933685</id><published>2008-09-09T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T15:24:20.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SRqElmHRA7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/TuP966snGRY/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SRqElmHRA7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/TuP966snGRY/s200/IMG_0137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267668495584265138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;It’s mommy’s birthday today and what best to do than to spend the whole day with me. She took a leave from office and drop off/fetch me from school. After that, we had lunch at Jollibee and she made sure I go to sleep so I would have enough energy for our afternoon plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, we prepared for our trip to the zoo. I saw a lot of animals there like the parrot, lion, panther, cougar, monkey, owl, eagle, donkey, reindeer, snake and fish. I even saw a huge dog there which looked like Patrash (as Tita Jhoy said).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Mom and Tina’s after and I enjoyed the chocolate mousse cake that mommy ordered for me. I’m so glad mommy spent her special day with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-8333446043463933685?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/8333446043463933685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=8333446043463933685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8333446043463933685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8333446043463933685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/10/birthday-girl.html' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SRqElmHRA7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/TuP966snGRY/s72-c/IMG_0137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-1270041395599197172</id><published>2008-08-23T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T11:08:24.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Schools, Favorites, etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I have been enjoying school lately. Mommy asked me who my friends are and I replied with Crystal, Janine, Reema, Danielle… She interrupted and asked about my boy classmates. I said I’m friends with Third, Raphael, and Justin. But I particularly like the girls, and said “Ang gaganda nila, crush ko tila!”. I even practiced my wooing skills with mommy and told her “I like you”. So she said that I shouldn’t have girlfriends yet, not until I’m big enough… bigger than her. I got confused and asked if she’ll grow smaller so she clarified and said no but I’m gonna get a whole lot bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also asked me about my favorites. She first asked about my favorite animal and I replied that I like Bridget (the giraffe from The Wild) because of her spots. She then asked me what color I like most. I replied pink and she laughed at that so I changed my answer to “Leyow”. She replied “Ah yellow. But didn’t you like blue before?” I insisted on yellow since I like the sunshinyness of the color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love chatting with mommy before going to sleep. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-1270041395599197172?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/1270041395599197172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=1270041395599197172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1270041395599197172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1270041395599197172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/08/schools-favorites-etc.html' title='Schools, Favorites, etc.'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-7571462103108717265</id><published>2008-07-04T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:47.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Pre-schooler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SG3EdOslSOI/AAAAAAAAACc/hLn-CiZO8BU/s1600-h/DSC09939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SG3EdOslSOI/AAAAAAAAACc/hLn-CiZO8BU/s200/DSC09939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219043549632612578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;This entry has been due for ages. As usual, my secretary has been busy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I’m used to waking up early as I usually see mommy off to work. I didn’t have trouble waking up in the morning for my first day of school. Mom was supposed to have her US visa interview, but of course I come first so she cancelled that. She drove me to school and took pics and vids of my first day. It was a short 1 hour since according to our teacher, we kids are still adjusting. I didn’t cry a single tear although I see some kids did. I really am a big boy now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics &lt;a href=http://daizell.multiply.com/photos/album/27/Riels_1st_Day_of_School#&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-7571462103108717265?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/7571462103108717265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=7571462103108717265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/7571462103108717265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/7571462103108717265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/07/pre-schooler_04.html' title='Pre-schooler'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SG3EdOslSOI/AAAAAAAAACc/hLn-CiZO8BU/s72-c/DSC09939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-5672039908099521061</id><published>2008-05-23T09:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:47.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>Best Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1W7AdNSuUA/SCjtyBcpJJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/n2o_3JtP81A/s320/happy%2Bmom%27s%2Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1W7AdNSuUA/SCjtyBcpJJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/n2o_3JtP81A/s320/happy%2Bmom%27s%2Bday.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;&lt;a href=http://imomonline.net/&gt;Tita Chats&lt;/a&gt; tagged mom but I decided to do this instead. This is a meme - a belated Mother’s Day one - that honors the most important women on our lives. Tag along if you’d like to pay tribute to your own mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href=http://bing-briggs.blogspot.com/&gt;Bregie&lt;/a&gt; - her love for us is endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href=http://bregie-briggs.blogspot.com/&gt;Bing&lt;/a&gt; - for us she is more than perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;a href=http://lermzpascoe.com/&gt;Twerlyn&lt;/a&gt; - Because she loves me unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href=http://lirastafford.com/&gt;Tasteful voyage&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href=http://mamalira.blogspot.com/&gt;A mom’s note&lt;/a&gt; - raising her six children the best she could and now, her grandchild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href=http://wannabesupermodel.blogspot.com/&gt;Supermodel Wannabe&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href=http://vanniedosa.abomar.net/&gt;Fun.Fierce.Fab&lt;/a&gt; - My Mom’s the BEST because she was able to raise us to be God fearing, respectful, responsible &amp; open-minded. She’s the best. She’s like a friend &amp; sister to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href=http://brainbitsandbeats.com/&gt;Hailey’s Domain&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href=http://brainbitsandbeats.blogspot.com/&gt;Hailey’s Beats and Bits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mama is the best because she was able to give birth and raise EIGHT kids; more than half of the time she was a single parent. She worked hard for us, prayed unceasingly for us and and sent EIGHT children ( all of her kids) to the same school (U.P.) , singlehandedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Rachel ~ &lt;a href=http://mysoulfulthoughts.blogspot.com/&gt;Heart of Rachel&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href=http://mysoulfulthoughts.com/&gt;Soulful Thoughts&lt;/a&gt; - My mom gives me unconditional love. She has always shown me love, understanding, kindness and patience more than anyone else. I admire her devotion to our family because she thinks of us before herself. I love her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. iMoM - &lt;a href=http://imomonline.net/&gt;iMoMonline&lt;/a&gt; - Mama is a strong woman and has always had a positive outlook in life. During those difficult years, she did her best to make both ends meet by selling just about anything - from tocino and hotdogs to herbal supplements and fish oils. She loved Daddy and all six of her children untiringly. I love you, Mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Riel – &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com&gt;My Busy Life&lt;/a&gt; – Mommy Daiz is the best because she tells me “I love you” a million times a day and means it too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Add your link here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tagging anyone who wants to do this. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-5672039908099521061?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/5672039908099521061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=5672039908099521061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5672039908099521061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5672039908099521061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/05/best-mom.html' title='Best Mom'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C1W7AdNSuUA/SCjtyBcpJJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/n2o_3JtP81A/s72-c/happy%2Bmom%27s%2Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-7966617189164244128</id><published>2008-05-07T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:48.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Birthday Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SCFUlHZkBSI/AAAAAAAAACM/DpY13MNBx7s/s1600-h/DSC09649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SCFUlHZkBSI/AAAAAAAAACM/DpY13MNBx7s/s200/DSC09649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197528441580422434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;I waited for mommy the eve of my birthday even if she went home really late. She did make it up to me coz I was smiling ear to ear when I finally got my birthday present, Bumblebee. I of course let her transformed it from car to robot to car to robot to… Tita Jhoy-jhoy also called me when 12 am arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up excited that morning since we were going to Manila Ocean Park. I played with Optimus Prime and Bumblebee while we get ready to go. It was so hot that day. Good thing lolo just had our car aircon repaired and I didn’t realize I fell asleep en route. I woke up when they carried me since it was time to go to the oceanarium. It was wonderful there. I saw lots of fishes, especially huge sharks and sting rays. Mommy even got a video of some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SCFVCHZkBTI/AAAAAAAAACU/nXpvBDEzRqA/s1600-h/DSC09781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SCFVCHZkBTI/AAAAAAAAACU/nXpvBDEzRqA/s200/DSC09781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197528939796628786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were hungry after so we decided to eat at Jollibee. Of course I was happy not just because of the food but also because I got to play on the play area. We went home after but the celebration didn’t end there. Mommy brought out the cake with the candle on it and I got to blow after they sang Happy Birthday to me. It was indeed a great day and I want to thank mommy for making it special for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X’s: More pictures &lt;a href=http://daizell.multiply.com/photos/album/26/Riels_4th_Birthday&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-7966617189164244128?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/7966617189164244128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=7966617189164244128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/7966617189164244128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/7966617189164244128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-report.html' title='Birthday Report'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/SCFUlHZkBSI/AAAAAAAAACM/DpY13MNBx7s/s72-c/DSC09649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-994574715081356128</id><published>2008-04-15T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:44:51.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Phonepals VI</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I got a surprise call from mommy today…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello, tino po ‘to?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Hello be, si mommy ‘to.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello, mommy! Anong patalubong mo ta ken?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Choc nut. Gusto mo yun diba?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Opo, uuwi ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Di pa maaga pa e. Mamayang hapon pa.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kumain ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Oo, tapos na.&lt;br /&gt;Me: May dala kang kanin?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Meron.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Anong katama?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Ulam, sinigang. Ikaw kumain ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Opo. Diba dati dinala mo ko dyan nung ita lang ang tao. Pero nagpunta din ako dyan nung maraming bata. Marami akong kalaro. Tapot umiyak pa nga ako.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Bat ka umiyak?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kati guto ko ng balloon na giraffe. Tapot nung binigyan mo ko, mataya na ko. Tige, mommy. Babye na.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Ay, babye na agad? Bakit, matutulog ka na?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Opo, bye!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Sige, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure mommy was really impressed since this is the longest phone talk we ever had. I was even the one asking her questions and leading the conversation. But of course, I’m a big boy now and will be starting school soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For previous installments click &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/phonepals_05.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/phonepals-ii.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/phonepals-iii.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/06/phonepals-iv.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/09/phonepals-v.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-994574715081356128?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/994574715081356128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=994574715081356128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/994574715081356128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/994574715081356128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/04/phonepals-vi.html' title='Phonepals VI'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-8424718085125184171</id><published>2008-03-18T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:38:48.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>A Date With Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy said “We haven’t heard mass yet today.” last Sunday. I replied that I don’t want to go to mass so she enticingly said that we could go to Megamall to hear mass there. I immediately agreed and asked if she could buy me a toy, which she willingly said yes to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was Toy Kingdom. She brought me to the robots section. I kept on asking for dinosaur toys lately so she bought me a Zoids wolf model this time. Then we proceed to the 5th floor to hear mass. There was this small girl who kept on staring at my Zoids and trying to touch it as I display it. Next stop was Cyberzone where Mommy bought a cellphone crystal case. I told her I was hungry already so we went to KFC next. She allowed me to play for more than an hour there. I also had the urge to poop (which I can proudly say that I was able to hold for a couple of minutes as Mommy asked for extra tissues). Sorry if it’s TMI. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as we walked towards our car to go home, mommy asked if I was happy and I said yes because I was with her. I hope we have our second date soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-8424718085125184171?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/8424718085125184171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=8424718085125184171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8424718085125184171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8424718085125184171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/03/date-with-mommy.html' title='A Date With Mommy'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-8198905094868481508</id><published>2008-03-07T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:12:51.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><title type='text'>Graveyard Shift</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy’s back on night shift. And I didn’t have any reservations letting her know that I hate it. I’d cry everytime she leaves at night for the office and I tell her that I miss her terribly. She found a new technique though… She’d let me sleep first then leave after. I guess that’s better than nothing. But I do hope she goes back to regular shift soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-8198905094868481508?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/8198905094868481508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=8198905094868481508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8198905094868481508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8198905094868481508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/03/graveyard-shift.html' title='Graveyard Shift'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-4415695737043198594</id><published>2008-02-06T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:11:52.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Driving with Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy took me to Makati for the weekend and we had our first car ride alone together. I'm sorry mom if I was a little too much to handle... wanting to move the stick shift, climbing on the carseat's back, tinkering with the side mirror and wanting you to take a picture of me from your cameraphone while driving but I'm sure you enjoyed riding with me too. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-4415695737043198594?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/4415695737043198594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=4415695737043198594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4415695737043198594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4415695737043198594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/02/joy-ride-with-mommy.html' title='Driving with Mommy'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-1429591501579505682</id><published>2008-02-02T04:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:08:35.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Geekiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mom is a self-confessed geek. And I think there's nothing wrong with that. I'm proud to say that I'm prolly on my way to the same path since 1) I enjoy watching and reading about dinosaurs. I'm even able to repeat their names shortly after mommy tells me. 2) I also enjoy watching Amazing Stories that mostly showcased animals' habitat. Mom is thinking of buying a DVD of Animal Planet just for me. 3) I also love solving puzzles especially the T-Rex one she bought me recently. 4) I heard she just bought a world map to pin on our living room wall. How great is that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-1429591501579505682?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/1429591501579505682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=1429591501579505682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1429591501579505682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1429591501579505682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/02/geekiness.html' title='Geekiness'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-5252777086818063336</id><published>2008-01-18T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T02:13:32.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><title type='text'>Winking, Counting and So Much More</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Just so you know, I've learned how to wink already. I could do it with my left eye closed but couldn't do it with the other eye. I've also learned to count with my fingers. I could do it from 1 through 5 only since when I do it with both hands, the corresponding finger from my left hand can't help but follow the right hand. I could also now play rock, paper, scissors with mommy. And I could tell when I win and she loses. Needless to say, mommy is so thrilled with the new tricks I've learned. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-5252777086818063336?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/5252777086818063336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=5252777086818063336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5252777086818063336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5252777086818063336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/01/winking-counting-and-so-much-more.html' title='Winking, Counting and So Much More'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-3438927915480407978</id><published>2008-01-16T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T00:25:15.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><title type='text'>Stars for Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Asked for mommy's permission tonight that I'd be going to our neighbor's rooftop. She allowed me since it's in the same compound and I'm with yaya anyway. Promised her that I'd get her a star for her pasalubong. Too bad she left for the office already when we returned. I'll just give her her star tomorrow morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-3438927915480407978?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/3438927915480407978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=3438927915480407978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3438927915480407978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3438927915480407978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/01/stars-for-mommy.html' title='Stars for Mommy'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-2941025713631239212</id><published>2008-01-04T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T22:12:03.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Dramatic Tactics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was depressed upon seeing mommy preparing for work tonight. I tried to stop her with everything I can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Me: Mommy, tan ka pupunta?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Papasok ako sa office.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wag ka na pumatok. Iiyak ako.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Alam mo naman na kailangan ni mommy pumasok.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dito ka na lang. Wag mo ko iwan. Kawawa naman ako. Mahal na mahal kita. Wag ka nang umalis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, she said she's just gonna pee so I allowed her to go to the bathroom. After a couple of minutes, she went out of it hair wet and fully dressed ready to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Me: Bat ka naligo?! Tabi mo wiwi ka lang.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Pasalubungan naman kita ng Choc Nut. Wag ka ng umiyak.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wag ka nang pumatok ta ofit. Wag mo kong iwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she can't be stopped so she just carried me outside and I kissed her goodbye through tears. Ugh, I hate it when she works on night shifts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-2941025713631239212?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/2941025713631239212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=2941025713631239212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/2941025713631239212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/2941025713631239212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/01/dramatic-tactics.html' title='Dramatic Tactics'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-4424268193105103995</id><published>2008-01-03T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:48.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>The Best Christmas Gift Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/R30CvA6jTuI/AAAAAAAAACE/oHZe5z801xY/s1600-h/prime1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/R30CvA6jTuI/AAAAAAAAACE/oHZe5z801xY/s200/prime1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151276555504406242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was asking mommy for my gift at 12 midnight on Christmas day when she pointed to the biggest box under the tree. I opened it and there he was, Optimus Prime! I really couldn't believe it. It was a dream come true and he was really "Atig!". I kept asking mommy to transform him from robot to truck to robot and letting her say Prime's line "I am Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots." with her big roboty voice. Now I know I've been a good boy since mommy got me the best Christmas gift ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-4424268193105103995?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/4424268193105103995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=4424268193105103995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4424268193105103995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4424268193105103995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2008/01/best-christmas-gift-ever.html' title='The Best Christmas Gift Ever'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/R30CvA6jTuI/AAAAAAAAACE/oHZe5z801xY/s72-c/prime1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-2519287092272726585</id><published>2007-12-20T05:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T05:44:32.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>A Night Without Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was surprised to see mom when I woke up from my afternoon nap. Although she came home early since she need to go on night shift later. I let her catch some sleep but I'd sneak into her room from time to time to look over her. She finally woke up at around 6 pm. We had dinner and she watched TV with me. She was preparing to bathe when I started my monologue on how she shouldn't go to the office, that I'd feel miserable and cry for her. She assured that she's gonna bring me to the office on Friday so that somehow pacified me. I walked her to our gate when it was time for her to leave. I'm so looking forward to going to work with her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-2519287092272726585?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/2519287092272726585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=2519287092272726585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/2519287092272726585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/2519287092272726585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/12/night-without-mommy.html' title='A Night Without Mommy'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-3140153596791989807</id><published>2007-12-04T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:48.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>ABCs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/R1j2dLH6FEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CAZIkUSaY_s/s1600-h/ABCs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/R1j2dLH6FEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CAZIkUSaY_s/s200/ABCs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141129955706016834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy bought me a Cars ABC chart, yipee! I showed off my identifying-objects prowess to Tita Jhoy-jhoy as she pointed things at the chart. She was pleased when I'd say goat and cat and ball and was really impressed that I could identify objects. Come bedtime, I asked mom to draw lines and squares and triangles for me. She was really delighted that I'm finally taking interest on writing. Hopefully, I'll be ready for school when June comes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-3140153596791989807?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/3140153596791989807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=3140153596791989807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3140153596791989807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3140153596791989807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/12/abcs.html' title='ABCs'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/R1j2dLH6FEI/AAAAAAAAAB8/CAZIkUSaY_s/s72-c/ABCs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-6715009603668861130</id><published>2007-11-23T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T11:51:09.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Rejection</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Tita Jhoy-Jhoy has been good to me lately and to show my appreciation I told her I love her and attempted to give her a kiss. She said that I'm not her type and she's old enough to be my mom. I still insisted and attempted to kiss her but I'm too short that my lips are only levelled with her hip. Mommy teased that I had my first taste of being &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;basted&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well, so much for being thoughtful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-6715009603668861130?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/6715009603668861130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=6715009603668861130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6715009603668861130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6715009603668861130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/11/rejection.html' title='Rejection'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-5087352527095420489</id><published>2007-11-15T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T10:22:21.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><title type='text'>When I Grow Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;... I want to be a truck driver. That's what I told yaya and she in turn told mommy about it. She says it's the first of the many things I'd want to be when I grow up. I'm just fascinated with huge trucks, mixers and tractors. I bet it would be cool to drive one. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-5087352527095420489?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/5087352527095420489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=5087352527095420489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5087352527095420489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5087352527095420489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow Up'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-2198675095450092984</id><published>2007-11-05T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T09:32:58.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><title type='text'>Marrying Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Last night while I was waiting for sleep to come to me, I told mommy that I want to be her husband. She laughed and said that I couldn't be so I told her that I love her. She explained that the love that spouses have for each other is different from the love between parent and child. Still I insisted that I'd marry her when I grow up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-2198675095450092984?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/2198675095450092984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=2198675095450092984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/2198675095450092984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/2198675095450092984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/11/marrying-mommy.html' title='Marrying Mommy'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-6723309518452684867</id><published>2007-11-03T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T09:29:14.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Spokening English</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Lately, I noticed that my English skills have greatly been improving. Mom first taught me to answer the question “What’s your name?” and I would reply “Bebi Riel”. I also learned to reply with “Three!” when asked how old I was. I now know how to say “no” to express my disagreement; “help!” when I’m playing at the couch and falling off or simply asking mom to do something for me. I can also now pull off the phrase “wake up!” so mom wouldn’t be irritated when I call on her sleepyhead. Now I just need to write my full name and I’d be ready to go to school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-6723309518452684867?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/6723309518452684867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=6723309518452684867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6723309518452684867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6723309518452684867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/11/spokening-english.html' title='Spokening English'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-4643424513331894915</id><published>2007-10-29T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T13:30:17.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>New Skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy noticed that my hands are smooth already after peeling for some time so she commented "Makinis na pala kamay mo, be. Di na nagbabalat. Yung paa mo na lang." After hearing that, I started peeling the lose skin on my feet so she said "Wag mo nang balatan yan, anak. Kusang magbabalat naman yan." Confused, I asked her "Ano, babalatan ng puta?". Mommy just laughed and replied "Kusa anak, hindi pusa." =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-4643424513331894915?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/4643424513331894915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=4643424513331894915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4643424513331894915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4643424513331894915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-skin.html' title='New Skin'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-3266933973972342555</id><published>2007-10-18T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T11:59:53.745+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Duped</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Yaya and I went to the nearby sari-sari store to buy softdrinks when I saw this sexy lady sitting there. I tried to restrain myself but I really couldn't help it so I touched her leg. Yaya immediately apologized for my actions and we were surprised when we heard the reply "Ok lang" said in a deep, modulated voice. There goes my first experience of being fooled by a transvestite. =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-3266933973972342555?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/3266933973972342555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=3266933973972342555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3266933973972342555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3266933973972342555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/10/duped.html' title='Duped'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-4467303884553061380</id><published>2007-10-11T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T14:33:08.930+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Snippets from the Past Two Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;1. I saw mommy and lola arguing. Even told mommy I remember lola throwing fruits and glasses at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mommy asked "Gusto mong lumipat tayo sa bagong bahay?" and I gladly gave my "Yet!". I'd give her the same reply when she'd ask if I'm excited to move to our new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There was a huge truck that came to our house and hauled most of our things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When lolo finally got into our car and drove away, I was confused and asked if we're not going home. Mommy said this is our new home and she brought me inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My itching got worse Monday morning so mommy decided to skip work and bring me to the pedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Dra. Nazareno was so impressed on how I cooperated well during the checkup. She even praised me for conversing well with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. We found the new couch at home after the pedia visit. I laid there and said "Ektited na kong lumipat ta bagong bahay!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Before sleeping the other night, I told mom that we should visit our old house some time; the one with the huge rooms and many fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I think my measles are already healing since it's less itchier. Too bad we're not attending Ali's bday party coz I just might spread the virus there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-4467303884553061380?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/4467303884553061380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=4467303884553061380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4467303884553061380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4467303884553061380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/10/snippets-from-past-two-weeks.html' title='Snippets from the Past Two Weeks'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-1514183001339452994</id><published>2007-09-26T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:01:36.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>First Name Basis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy has been reminding me lately to call her mommy or mama and drop her name if I feel that it's too long to utter. That's because I've been calling her Daitell lately and she wasn't happy about that. Yesterday, there was a call for lola and I forwarded it to her saying "Herma, may tawag ka." She then corrected me that I shouldn't call her by her first name so I explained "Yung tumawag kati hinahanap ti Herma e di naman ako ti Herma kaya tinawag kitang Herma." She laughed after my explanation. Hehe, I should really clarify things sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-1514183001339452994?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/1514183001339452994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=1514183001339452994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1514183001339452994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1514183001339452994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-name-basis.html' title='First Name Basis'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-3899536126802965137</id><published>2007-09-17T12:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T12:28:06.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Phonepals V</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Asked yaya to dial mommy for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello, ma. Patalubong ko ha?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Ang aga-aga, pasalubong agad tinawag mo saken.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Umiyak ako kanina, iniwan mo kati ko. Iniwan mo ko, mama.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Pumasok ako, be. Tulog ka pa kasi kanina. Wag ka na umiyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when mommy was beginning to believe me, yaya had to shout at the background "Atik lang yan!". So I just decided to pass the phone to lola. But I do hope she gets me something nice for pasalubong. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For previous installments click &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/phonepals_05.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/phonepals-ii.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/phonepals-iii.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/06/phonepals-iv.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-3899536126802965137?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/3899536126802965137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=3899536126802965137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3899536126802965137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3899536126802965137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/09/phonepals-v.html' title='Phonepals V'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-5467013407404028153</id><published>2007-09-13T11:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T11:46:52.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>The Language Barrier</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was playing outside yesterday with Zach when he suddenly talked to me in gibberish. I asked him, "Ha? Anong tabi mo?". But he just answered me with "What?". All along our yayas where laughing at us. Mommy and lola also found it amusing when yaya told them the story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-5467013407404028153?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/5467013407404028153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=5467013407404028153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5467013407404028153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5467013407404028153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/09/language-barrier.html' title='The Language Barrier'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-5333441420875655092</id><published>2007-09-10T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:11:48.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Birthday Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I've started singing happy birthday for mommy a couple of weeks ago before her actual birthday. This helped me perfect it when her birthday finally came yesterday. We started the day by going to mass in the morning. Then we had our usual fast-food trip after. I chose Mc Donald's this time for the free toy in their Happy Meal. Too bad there weren't anymore supplies of robot toys so I contented on getting the pony toy. I wasn't ashamed as I showed off combing its hair (I'm all for gender equality). After having my fill of food and play, we finally left. Mommy fed me lunch a few hours after getting home and then we went upstairs for my afternoon nap. When I woke up, Tita Jhoy was there already with chocolate bars as pasalubong for me. They just ate, chatted and watched TV as I play. Tita Jhoy decided to leave after dinner and I joined mommy as she accompanied her to get to her ride home. It was a simple day for mommy but I'm sure she enjoyed spending it with her loved ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-5333441420875655092?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/5333441420875655092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=5333441420875655092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5333441420875655092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5333441420875655092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/09/birthday-love.html' title='Birthday Love'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-2471053069971900006</id><published>2007-09-03T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T13:24:04.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>I know mommy loves me because...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;1. even if she leaves early for work, she makes sure to get home early as well so we would have time for playing and cuddling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. she works hard to provide me with everything I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. she continues to nurse me even when all people tell her to wean me already just because I still like doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. she kisses me a thousand times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. she does whisper a thousand 'I love yous' to my ear everyday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-2471053069971900006?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/2471053069971900006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=2471053069971900006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/2471053069971900006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/2471053069971900006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-know-mommy-loves-me-because.html' title='I know mommy loves me because...'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-4479501607881889806</id><published>2007-08-22T08:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:49.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>New Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RsuAe0S7URI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z66BsIKikR0/s1600-h/P1000109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RsuAe0S7URI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z66BsIKikR0/s200/P1000109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101312269849678098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;The bagong baby that I've been including in my prayers at night has finally arrived last August 15. Welcome to the newest addition to the Laserna family, Timothy Jude! And they say that you're much good-looking than me but I'm not a bit threatened since I know that mommy loves me so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-4479501607881889806?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/4479501607881889806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=4479501607881889806' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4479501607881889806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4479501607881889806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-angel.html' title='New Angel'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RsuAe0S7URI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Z66BsIKikR0/s72-c/P1000109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-1943730606416410121</id><published>2007-08-16T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:49.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Long Waits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RsO9KUS7UQI/AAAAAAAAABs/mGBhJsgHMzk/s1600-h/airport1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RsO9KUS7UQI/AAAAAAAAABs/mGBhJsgHMzk/s200/airport1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099127188057968898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;Spent the Saturday with Aunt Maggie, Uncle Edward, mom and lola. Mom had some errand to do first so we went to the newspaper office. We had to wait for almost an hour as lola queued to place an ad for our Fairview apartment. Then we proceeded to MOA and had our lunch there (a yummy no-meat pizza since aunt and uncle are vegetarian). We went to the arcades to kill time after. I practiced shooting hoops with them. And there was also a stuffed toy catcher machine which I drooled at. Too bad, yaya was not with us. She's an expert in getting toys from that machine. After a few hours, we went to the airport to fetch lola's sister. We thought she would arrive at 5 pm since that was what was stated in her letter. It turned out that was just her departure from Brunei. So we waited 4 hours for her. We would've gone home but her kids wanted to stay and wait for her. I just got so tired so I fell asleep already. On Sunday, mom and lola accompanied them to the airport again as they were going back to UK. I didn't get to say goodbye to them properly since I was napping when they left. I hope they had a safe trip and I think I'd be a big boy already the next time I see them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-1943730606416410121?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/1943730606416410121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=1943730606416410121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1943730606416410121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1943730606416410121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/08/long-waits.html' title='Long Waits'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RsO9KUS7UQI/AAAAAAAAABs/mGBhJsgHMzk/s72-c/airport1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-8821904178243599170</id><published>2007-08-07T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T14:17:16.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Climbing Mountains on a Saturday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was surprised upon waking up one Saturday morning and mommy asked me if I wanted to go mountain climbing with her. I answered, "Ayaw ko, baka mahulog pa ko!". To which she replied, "Hahawakan naman kita e." Then I thought of another thing, "Baka mapagod lang ako." But she said we'll be doing it slowly. I then suggested that we bring lolo along but she said lolo would be too tired to come with us. Oh well, I just convinced her to go downstairs with me to take our breakfast. Aga-aga e kung anu-anong iniisip. =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-8821904178243599170?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/8821904178243599170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=8821904178243599170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8821904178243599170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8821904178243599170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/08/climbing-mountains-on-saturday-morning.html' title='Climbing Mountains on a Saturday Morning'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-8824277322186072461</id><published>2007-07-23T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T16:12:10.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><title type='text'>Peace Amidst the Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I remember being shown once at school, a picture of a bird on a nest protecting her chicks from the storm by shielding them with her wings as the storm rages around them. - Mommy Daiz&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I were napping Saturday afternoon when a storm started. There were lightnings and thunderclaps and I felt afraid. Mommy hugged me tight and told me it's gonna be alright. The storm soon passed and now I know I've nothing to worry about as long as she's around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-8824277322186072461?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/8824277322186072461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=8824277322186072461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8824277322186072461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8824277322186072461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/07/peace-amidst-storm.html' title='Peace Amidst the Storm'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-7450995196089656539</id><published>2007-07-20T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T10:02:36.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The Weekend That Was #4</title><content type='html'>Mom and lola went to the airport late Saturday night to pick up my lola's sister, Tita Neneng and her kids, Maggie and Edward who are arriving from the UK. I saw them the morning after and they gave me chocolates as pasalubong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was also Cedrick's birthday party so we headed to Market!Market! after hearing mass. We parted ways with lola when we arrived there so they can go shopping and have lunch while we attend the party. Mom first stopped at The Gift Factory to buy a gift for the celebrant. We got him a Spider-man pillow since we heard he loves Spider-man. Of course, I asked mom to buy something for me too. I first wanted a dog stuffed toy but mom suggested a dolphin puppet instead so we got it. After going out of the store and thinking about how I really liked the dog, I cried to convince mom to exchange the dolphin for the dog. Mom finally gave in and got me the dog which I named Brandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded to McDo for the party afterwards. There were only a few people and it hasn't started yet so I thought of warming up and dancing on the dance floor. Cedrick, wearing a Spider-man costume, joined me and imitated my dance. I even slipped at one point and he still mimicked it thinking it was part of the dance step. =D The party finally started and Tita Jhoy also arrived shortly. I joined in the The Boat is Sinking and Bring Me games. We were served our chicken, spaghetti, softdrinks and sundae meal after the games. I then felt tired after eating so I suggested to mom that we go home already. We said our goodbyes and proceeded to meet lola, Tita Neneng, Maggie and Edward. We also stopped shortly at Megamall since Tita Neneng needed to purchase a plane ticket to Davao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a great weekend and here's hoping I'll have a blast again on the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For previous installments, click &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-that-was-1.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-that-was-2.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/06/weekend-that-was-3.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-7450995196089656539?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/7450995196089656539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=7450995196089656539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/7450995196089656539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/7450995196089656539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/07/weekend-that-was-4.html' title='The Weekend That Was #4'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-1981254369178809344</id><published>2007-07-06T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:49.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Puppy Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I always enjoy carrying you into my arms and hugging you tight. Glad you don't get mad at me when we're being playful and I sometimes pull at your tail. And I hope you understand that I'd just have to put you on a leash sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Ro2mAKxOu8I/AAAAAAAAABk/uJVwdmzewp4/s1600-h/puppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Ro2mAKxOu8I/AAAAAAAAABk/uJVwdmzewp4/s200/puppy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083902076192209858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of our &lt;a href=http://mommydaizell.blogspot.com/2006/11/euthanasia.html&gt;dogs recently died&lt;/a&gt; so our family decided to get new ones. Meet Ruffa and Fiona and I hope we'll have a lot of fun times spent together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-1981254369178809344?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/1981254369178809344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=1981254369178809344' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1981254369178809344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1981254369178809344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/07/puppy-love.html' title='Puppy Love'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Ro2mAKxOu8I/AAAAAAAAABk/uJVwdmzewp4/s72-c/puppy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-5975415120730866399</id><published>2007-07-03T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T10:56:42.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>First Dentist Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;My grandparents brought me to the dentist last Saturday. Mom said she'll come afterwards since she has a dentist appointment herself for her root canal therapy. Lola sat on the dental chair and I sat on her lap. When the doctor instructed me to open my mouth wide, I did and gave her my big mouth. She was even surprised that I'm able to answer her questions smartly. And I wasn't afraid when she started the cleaning. The verdict: my teeth are fine but I'm slowly accumulating cavities on my lower molar. Hence, I should let mom brush my teeth longer. Too bad, mom arrived when the checkup was over and it was already lolo's turn. I have to return after 6 months for another cleaning anyway and I hope mom would be around then. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-5975415120730866399?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/5975415120730866399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=5975415120730866399' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5975415120730866399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5975415120730866399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-dentist-visit.html' title='First Dentist Visit'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-5917927707251080283</id><published>2007-06-25T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T14:18:38.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>First Playdate</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was hearing lola talking to mommy that we're invited by Tita Ging to come over their place. Yaya said it was Zach's birthday but mom recalled that his birthday was in April. After breakfast and bath, we headed to their house and so began my very first playdate. Zach was quiet at first but after some warming up, he talked a little. Tita Ging said she invited us so her son would be more sociable. He doesn't get to play with kids his age and his mom talks to him mostly in english so he isn't that talkative. We enjoyed playing with his battery operated train set, alphabet magnets, bowling set, legos, huge inflatable punching bag (which we later punctured and inflated) and toy cars. Same toy cars were source of our quarrel after an hour coz he wouldn't share so mommy decided that it was time for us to go home. It was fun nevertheless and I'm looking forward to playing with him again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-5917927707251080283?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/5917927707251080283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=5917927707251080283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5917927707251080283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5917927707251080283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-playdate.html' title='First Playdate'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-8810059199261409763</id><published>2007-06-19T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T15:08:17.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The Weekend That Was #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Good thing I've &lt;strike&gt;blackmailed&lt;/strike&gt; convinced my secretary to chronicle my eventful weekend even if she felt lazy doing it so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, mommy showed me Tita Jhoy's &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/06/pikachu.html&gt;Pikachu&lt;/a&gt; stuffed toy gift and I played with him and Kermit the whole morning. Mommy then informed me that she'll be bringing me to Janea's birthday party so after bathing at 11 am, I was asking her to change me into my outside clothes. She said it was still early and sleep got the better of me so I was snoozing in 5 minutes. I just woke up when she carried me to go downstairs. We prepared to leave and after going through the traffic, we finally arrived at the venue. The party has started already and the meal was served after a few minutes. I heartily ate my chicken and spag coz I haven't had lunch yet. During the meal, a video of the Pussycat Dolls was being shown so I was drooling and eating at the same time. The next video shown was High School Musical so I sang and danced to it. I also danced when Susie the mascot took the spotlight but I was upstaged by another girl who knew the dance step to the Wowowee song. I really enjoyed the party and I greeted Janea a happy birthday and kissed her on the cheek when the party finished and it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We heard mass on Sunday morning then proceeded to Market!Market! to celebrate Father's Day. We ate at Chowking where I enjoyed the ramen and naicha. Then mommy suggested that I try the playground again. I was quite reluctant at first but she told me to just refrain from going to the area where I fell. She was also always near me to assure that no accidents would happen again. There were small fountains of water to play with and when I soaked my head, KJ mommy finally said it was time to go. We went back inside and I napped after changing into my dry clothes. I heard they bought lolo polo shirts as gifts. And when I woke up, we're already in the car en route home. Really enjoyed my wonderful weekend; hope you did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For previous installments, click &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-that-was-1.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-that-was-2.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-8810059199261409763?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/8810059199261409763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=8810059199261409763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8810059199261409763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8810059199261409763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/06/weekend-that-was-3.html' title='The Weekend That Was #3'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-1013797336852505218</id><published>2007-06-18T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:49.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Pikachu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RndWF_h13cI/AAAAAAAAABc/dXTtnAl1zl0/s1600-h/Pikachu+%26+Riel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RndWF_h13cI/AAAAAAAAABc/dXTtnAl1zl0/s200/Pikachu+%26+Riel1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077621765836234178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;&lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/09/kermit.html&gt;Kermit&lt;/a&gt; has a new playmate... Pikachu. It was Tita Jhoy's long delayed birthday gift but the waiting was worth it anyway. And now Kermit is happy since he has someone to cuddle and play with and beat up. Thanks, Tita Jhoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-1013797336852505218?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/1013797336852505218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=1013797336852505218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1013797336852505218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1013797336852505218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/06/pikachu.html' title='Pikachu'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RndWF_h13cI/AAAAAAAAABc/dXTtnAl1zl0/s72-c/Pikachu+%26+Riel1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-9069860809226010963</id><published>2007-06-14T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:09:10.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Phonepals IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Called mommy during breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello ma! Namimit kita. Hinahanap kita.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Hinahanap mo ko, kiniss naman kita bago ko umalis.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kumakain po ako dito ng kanin.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Wow, very good!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bumait na ko.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: E di maganda.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oy ma, bili ka ng kataba.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Kataba na naman?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed the phone to yaya to let her convince mommy to buy fish, then I continued with my meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For previous installments click &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/phonepals_05.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/phonepals-ii.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/phonepals-iii.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-9069860809226010963?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/9069860809226010963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=9069860809226010963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/9069860809226010963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/9069860809226010963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/06/phonepals-iv.html' title='Phonepals IV'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-5768027262195236274</id><published>2007-06-10T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:56:38.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Mommy Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;It was bedtime and I was playing and cuddling with mom when I told her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ma...&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Ano yun?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I lab you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw mom's eye sparkle and she hugged and kissed me and said I love you in return. Just wanted to let her know that I still do love her even if I'm so makulet and disobedient sometimes. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-5768027262195236274?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/5768027262195236274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=5768027262195236274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5768027262195236274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5768027262195236274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/06/mommy-love.html' title='Mommy Love'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-7527516614432262915</id><published>2007-06-01T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:17:37.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Jumpy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was watching Monster's Inc. the other night while eating halo-halo. Was so engrossed in the movie that I didn't notice mom creeping behind my back. She startled me with a boo which caused me to drop my halo-halo. Admonished her saying "Ikaw kati e!". I was mildly irritated but she kept saying sorry (and laughing) so I forgave her and went on to watch the movie. As her punishment, she was tasked with mopping the floor. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-7527516614432262915?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/7527516614432262915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=7527516614432262915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/7527516614432262915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/7527516614432262915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/06/jumpy.html' title='Jumpy'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-5045168658539147824</id><published>2007-05-24T09:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T09:30:47.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><title type='text'>Clean Nappies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I've been waking up with dry pull-ups since Saturday to yesterday. Even wore one during our Megamall outing last Sunday but also didn't soil it. Unfortunately, it was too cold last night that I couldn't help peeing on my diapers. But I think it's a good start. Props to ma(I started calling her this just two days ago) for praising me for my effort and not chastising me when she saw my wet nappies this morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-5045168658539147824?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/5045168658539147824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=5045168658539147824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5045168658539147824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/5045168658539147824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/dry-pull-ups.html' title='Clean Nappies'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-1411166340469124610</id><published>2007-05-23T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T11:04:03.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Phonepals III</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;It's early morning but I miss mommy already so I asked yaya to dial for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Hello, be! Hinanap mo ko pag gising mo?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hanap kita. Iniwan mo ko e. Tama ko ta ofit.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Di pwede, anak. Bawal bata dito e.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Punta ko dyan, andyan ti Tita Jhoy.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Wala pa sya.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Atan na?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Natutulog pa.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Meron na tayong itda. Dalawang maliit. Ito na ti Mommy Herma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed her to lola since I remembered I wanted to stare at the fishes swimming in our fish tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For previous installments click &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/phonepals_05.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/phonepals-ii.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-1411166340469124610?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/1411166340469124610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=1411166340469124610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1411166340469124610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1411166340469124610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/phonepals-iii.html' title='Phonepals III'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-1525659285260477393</id><published>2007-05-21T11:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:49.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Shrek Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RmtouPh13bI/AAAAAAAAABU/vyZOfiDO-8k/s1600-h/Riel+and+Shrek3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RmtouPh13bI/AAAAAAAAABU/vyZOfiDO-8k/s200/Riel+and+Shrek3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074264548814740914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mom went away for their team's outing but surprised me with her pasalubong, a Shrek(including other Disney films) DVD and a Donkey talking toy from the same film. She watched the movies with me although she dozed off on the later part of Shrek 2. After hearing mass the next day, we went to Megamall as suggested by lola (coz it's too hot to stay at home!). Mommy proposed that we watch Shrek the Third. I enjoyed the film but got bored afterwards so I decided to explore the aisle. We had lunch at McDo after the movie and mom bought me 3 more toys, Puss in Boots, Fiona and Dronkey. Then I went to the Shrek booth where they had free glitter tattoo and free use of hop balls and gave away Shrek hats. I slept on the way home in the car. Really enjoyed the weekend that was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-1525659285260477393?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/1525659285260477393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=1525659285260477393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1525659285260477393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1525659285260477393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/shrek-weekend.html' title='Shrek Weekend'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RmtouPh13bI/AAAAAAAAABU/vyZOfiDO-8k/s72-c/Riel+and+Shrek3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-3728913414263448394</id><published>2007-05-16T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:38:35.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Phonepals II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Called mommy at the office and surprised her with my eloquence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Brownout na ta bahay namin, Mommy Detel. Napunda ang ilaw. Nabrownout na, wala ng tv. Matulog na lang ako kati brownout na.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Sige, matulog ka na lang dyan.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uy, patalubong mo ko.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Anong gusto mong pasalubong?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mommy Detel. Uy, patalubong mo kong Chocnut.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Ok bili kitang Chocnut. Ano pang gusto mo?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Di pa tayo nakabili ng catfish.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Catfish, ano yun?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yung nakakalangoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed the phone to yaya to let her explain. Mommy could be so clueless sometimes. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For previous installment click &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/phonepals_05.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-3728913414263448394?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/3728913414263448394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=3728913414263448394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3728913414263448394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/3728913414263448394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/phonepals-ii.html' title='Phonepals II'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-4849640732151836393</id><published>2007-05-02T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:50.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Zoobic Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Rl928dAYQTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uoFxssLiHT0/s1600-h/bebi+lolo+%26+camel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Rl928dAYQTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uoFxssLiHT0/s200/bebi+lolo+%26+camel.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070902486392914226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;My secretary's been busy at work again, hence the late post. Luckily, the secretary (aka as mom) was able to book us for the Zoobic Safari overnight package for 990 bucks per pax and I get the accomodation for free (but had to pay 295 for the park entrance). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally arrived at Zoobic (after some wrong turns) at around 9 in the morning. The guide instructed us first about what we'll see in the park. The tour finally began after a couple of minutes. First part was done on foot. We saw lots of animals and I get to pat a group of kids ("dot" as Isaac calls them), ride on an albino carabao, touch the cold skin of a boa constrictor and stroke a camel's hair. I wouldn't forget the camels as one of them nudged mommy's head as she was having her picture taken with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Rl93RNAYQUI/AAAAAAAAABE/pYKYzft1ceY/s1600-h/mombebi2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Rl93RNAYQUI/AAAAAAAAABE/pYKYzft1ceY/s200/mombebi2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070902842875199810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next stop was the close encounter with the Siberian tigers. We bought a dressed chicken to feed the tigers. They were not as excited as I thought they'd be but I was able to watch them eat the chicken up close (probably a foot away). One also jumped on top of the jeep we were riding since the guide placed some chicken there. I wasn't scared of them, I think they're actually cute and cuddly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last part of the tour was the Savannah where there were ostriches, pot-bellied pigs and other animals roaming the ground freely. We also went to Croc Island where there were lots of crocodiles crawling on the ground only separated from our feet by the screened steps we were walking on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Rl9399AYQVI/AAAAAAAAABM/7vDEctCw_yk/s1600-h/maglolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Rl9399AYQVI/AAAAAAAAABM/7vDEctCw_yk/s200/maglolo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070903611674345810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We checked in our room at the Tiara, Crown Peak hotel. I was too excited to take my afternoon nap so mommy, lola and I went for a swim on the hotel's pool. We went back to our room by 5 pm and had dinner shortly. Then lola suggested we go out to see the other sites in Subic. We ended up on the Go-Kart track and my TH lola tried it. She was the slowest among the drivers but it's still fun for her. It was lights out for us after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the next morning eating halo-halo at the next door food stop and swimming again. We checked out at 12 pm and headed straight home since our car's included in the color coding on Mondays. All in all, I enjoyed the trip so much and I'm looking forward for my next birthday gimik.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-4849640732151836393?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/4849640732151836393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=4849640732151836393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4849640732151836393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4849640732151836393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/05/zoobic-birthday.html' title='Zoobic Birthday'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/Rl928dAYQTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uoFxssLiHT0/s72-c/bebi+lolo+%26+camel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-4260137333089392944</id><published>2007-04-16T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:55:50.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Kiddie Meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RiLtD8ox8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cqiqsNi6KTc/s1600-h/grp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RiLtD8ox8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cqiqsNi6KTc/s200/grp3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053862383935680738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;I got to meet my PEx friends again last Saturday. Mommy was in a hurry that she didn't bathe me since she said we were running late. I was still sleeping a few minutes before we departed for the EB so yaya just hauled me up and changed my clothes in the car. We were the first to arrive though and I wished I had my bath since I'm meeting Aizel that day. Tita Faye, together with Rakesh and Kareena arrived shortly. We stayed in the corridor waiting for the others to arrive. I was entertained watching the bump cars. Too bad I couldn't ride it since it required kids to be 42" tall to ride. Tita Len and Aizel finally arrived and we decided to eat at Teriyaki Boy. I didn't ate much during breakfast so I had a good appetite for the tempura, katsudon and chicken teriyaki don mommy ordered. Some mommies were praising me coz I ate lots. I even attempted to use the chopsticks the way mommy was doing it. The other mommies that arrived during lunch were Tita Pau with Janea and Tita Dhine with Andrew. After the sumptuous lunch, we headed to Active Fun and I was able to play there for an hour. I first tried the balls play area where I threw the plastic balls and jumped on them. I was able to try the giant slide for 5 times, I think. Mommy was more nervous than me when I tried it the first time. And on my last try, I flipped so I was sliding on my belly. But it was nothing and I jumped out of the slide unscathed. Tita Moon with Franco also arrived as I was playing. Before I knew it, one hour was up and they had to look for me to bring me to mommy who was waiting outside the play area. We then said our goodbyes with me kissing most of my titas there. And of course I get to kiss Aizel on the cheek and she hugged me back. It was really a fun meeting and I'm looking forward to more EBs with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-4260137333089392944?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/4260137333089392944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=4260137333089392944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4260137333089392944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/4260137333089392944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/04/kiddie-meeting.html' title='Kiddie Meeting'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2oFtOWnuVcM/RiLtD8ox8OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cqiqsNi6KTc/s72-c/grp3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-2255010644929937723</id><published>2007-04-10T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:45:39.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>OC Tendencies Too</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy has recently written about how &lt;a href=http://mommydaizell.blogspot.com/2007/03/oc-tendencies.html&gt;obsessive compulsive&lt;/a&gt; she could be. I think I've inherited this trait from her so here's my share of OCness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When I go out of the house, I usually go out the front door even if I've to go to the bathroom which is nearer the back door.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mommy gave me jellos one time and I dumped it all out then rearrange them in a perfectly straight line.&lt;br /&gt;3. When I see a screen window opened, I always ask mom to close it if I can't do it myself.&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't want my hands to get dirty so I ask mom to wash it even if I haven't finished eating yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many more OC habits I will acquire as I grow up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-2255010644929937723?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/2255010644929937723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=2255010644929937723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/2255010644929937723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/2255010644929937723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/04/oc-tendencies-too.html' title='OC Tendencies Too'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-7099240420745488504</id><published>2007-03-30T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:45:56.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>Birthday Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Just want to wish my favorite cousin, Ate Mai a very happy birthday! I'm missing you so much and I'm looking forward to seeing you, Ate Rein and Tita Aireen soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-7099240420745488504?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/7099240420745488504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=7099240420745488504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/7099240420745488504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/7099240420745488504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/03/birthday-wishes.html' title='Birthday Wishes'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-6217686202588689029</id><published>2007-03-17T07:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:46:42.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>What I'd Give</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mom and I were snuggling, just idling the weekend away when a thought pops into my head. So I proceeded to tell her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag nagkapera ako, bibili kita ng  laruan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pauses to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saka ng baril, ng pagkain.&lt;br /&gt;Um, ano pa  ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pauses to think of some more, then I saw the curtain on our heads being  blown by the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saka ng kurtina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure she realizes that I'd give her  things that I love because... and I said this to her: "I lab you so  mut!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-6217686202588689029?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/6217686202588689029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=6217686202588689029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6217686202588689029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/6217686202588689029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-id-give.html' title='What I&apos;d Give'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-8372953186774356263</id><published>2007-02-21T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:47:02.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Wet Pants</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sorry blog, my secretary(mommy)'s been busy lately hence the scarcity of my posts. Know what's new with me? I'm fully potty-trained now. Yey! Of course all of you know that I've been using the toilet for number 2 for a couple of months now but I've finally also learned to pee in the toilet (and the backyard when were downstairs) so no more wet shorts for me. Although mom still let me wear diapers when we go out, I'd ask for the toilet when I feel like peeing so she just recycle the worn but unsoiled diaper at night. Mom's in no rush to train me to not pee overnight but I do sometimes wakeup with clean diapers. Just thought I'd let you know about this important milestone before I forget it. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-8372953186774356263?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/8372953186774356263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=8372953186774356263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8372953186774356263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/8372953186774356263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/02/goodbye-wet-shorts.html' title='Goodbye Wet Pants'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-1145907925045757729</id><published>2007-02-09T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:04:09.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Where's the Milk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;While nursing last night, mommy asked me her usual question... "May gatas pa ba si mommy?". "Ayun o!" I replied pointing at her other breast. She grabbed that breast and looked at it closely, "Wala naman e." I stopped nursing and said "Meron." She grabbed the other breast I was suckling on and said "Di ko naman makita e." "Nata loob!" I told her a matter of factly. She laughed and told me how smart I am. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-1145907925045757729?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/1145907925045757729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=1145907925045757729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1145907925045757729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/1145907925045757729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/02/wheres-milk.html' title='Where&apos;s the Milk?'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-117012307427547910</id><published>2007-01-30T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:03:27.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicks'/><title type='text'>Sad and Pretty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/1600/326044/Riel%26Joyce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/200/212825/Riel%26Joyce.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I finally saw &lt;a href="http://bebipogi.blogs.friendster.com/bebis_blog/2006/04/first_love.html"&gt;Joyce&lt;/a&gt; again but under different circumstances. We entered this room where a lot of people were gathered and there was a long white box in front of the room. I overheard them saying that Joyce's mom died and that's why she was lonely. I did get to kiss her but I wonder if I'd ever see her again since her dad's going to bring her to his sisters. I hope this isn't our last meeting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-117012307427547910?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/117012307427547910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=117012307427547910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/117012307427547910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/117012307427547910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/01/sad-and-pretty.html' title='Sad and Pretty'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116893072790598236</id><published>2007-01-16T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:48:09.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Museong Pambata</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/1600/974130/tree%20house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/200/625302/tree%20house.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;I thought it was just going to be a typical weekend until mommy announced that we're going to Museong Pambata. Lola first suggested Manila Zoo but we discarded it since we've all been there. We arrived a little past 1 pm and the place was not yet opened so we played in the playground while waiting. There was an old chopper there and mommy was busy taking shots at me while I sat on the pilot's seat and tested the controls. Come 1:30, the museum opened so we proceeded to the first room which was natured theme. There were different aquariums there and the room beside it was a makeshift-sewer where there were garbage. The next room had a fountain in it and a tree house. The other sections were Old Manila, The Human Body, Sports and Science section. But I mostly enjoyed in the miniature room where there was a sari-sari store, pharmacy, meat shop, fruit shop, bakery, barber shop and bahay kubo. I enjoyed playing bahay-bahayan (going to the market with my basket, cooking lunch and eating) in the bahay-kubo. Time flew and next thing I knew the museum was closing. We went to Shrine of Jesus to hear mass afterwards. It really was a fun-filled weekend for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116893072790598236?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116893072790598236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116893072790598236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116893072790598236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116893072790598236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/01/museong-pambata.html' title='Museong Pambata'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116841393151776305</id><published>2007-01-10T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:04:33.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Bottoms Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy was taking too long on her bedtime routine last night so I decided to dress myself. I was trying to put on my pj bottoms but I kept on putting both legs through the same hole. Good thing frustration didn't stop me and eventually, I succeeded in putting them on. Mommy was so proud to see me do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116841393151776305?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116841393151776305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116841393151776305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116841393151776305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116841393151776305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2007/01/bottoms-up.html' title='Bottoms Up'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116752499000911196</id><published>2006-12-31T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:05:00.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Christmas Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Christmas this year has been a blast for me. There were loads of food to eat. We heard mass at Greenhills and the choir was great plus there was also a reenactment of the nativity scene. But I got so tired I was sleeping halfway through the mass and wasn't able to wake up for the Noche Buena. I get to open my gifts only the next day and got the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/1600/932561/Capt.%20Barbell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/200/10303/Capt.%20Barbell.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. new clothes&lt;br /&gt;2. 3 toy guns&lt;br /&gt;3. bike&lt;br /&gt;4. toy train station&lt;br /&gt;5. hard hat set&lt;br /&gt;6. a sketch of me as Capt. Barbell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping Christmas next year would be as fun as this year's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116752499000911196?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116752499000911196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116752499000911196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116752499000911196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116752499000911196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-recap.html' title='Christmas Recap'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116668889337560756</id><published>2006-12-21T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:52:16.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Kids @ Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/1600/151003/balloon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/200/303758/balloon3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was surprised to wake up in a taxi last Monday morning. Didn't know that mommy was bringing me to the office along with Ate Rein and yaya. We arrived there early so I spent time playing with mommy's Buttercups and cute magnets. Come 9 am, we were ushered to a room where there were coloring books available and Shrek was showing. Then we also went to the balloon twisting booth and glitter tattoo booth where I got the blue dolphin on my arm. During lunch, I was at first complaining that we should've eaten at Jollibee but stopped after I got to taste the McChicken. After the break, there was a puppet show and I was amused by the Sesame Street, Toy Story and Lion King shows. We also got to play some party games (where Ate Rein won one game) before Jollibee finally arrived and danced for us. To cap off the day, Sta. Claus visited and gave us toys. It was really a fun day at mom's office. Looking forward to this activity next year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116668889337560756?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116668889337560756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116668889337560756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116668889337560756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116668889337560756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/12/kids-work.html' title='Kids @ Work'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116606256691385729</id><published>2006-12-14T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:53:28.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Girl in Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/1600/245336/kids1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/200/174165/kids1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;I just sat there dumbfounded when she entered the room wearing a tube dress. In a few minutes, I was able to go near her and play with her. Too bad since her mom had to change her to a more conservative (warmer) pink sleeveless dress but I think she still looked pretty in it. Mommy asked me to kiss the girls in the party so I kissed Annika on the cheek,  Nikki on the nose but Aizel on the lips. I was on cloud 9 then. Oh, when will I see her again?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116606256691385729?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116606256691385729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116606256691385729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116606256691385729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116606256691385729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/12/girl-in-pink.html' title='Girl in Pink'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116521704642794898</id><published>2006-12-04T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:02:39.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Christmastime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/1600/715405/tree%20setup3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6293/3275/200/260770/tree%20setup3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;We recently decorated our Christmas tree in our sala. It was good that mommy allowed me to hang the blue balls in the tree. I asked her where to put it and she said I could put it anywhere I like. She also get to take a shot of me doing it even if she was busy arranging the ribbons herself. She and Ate Mai already starting wrapping gifts too. It was fun seeing those green and red gifts under the tree but I sometimes can't resist wanting to open them. I'm looking forward to waking up at 12 midnight come Dec 25 to open the gifts for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116521704642794898?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116521704642794898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116521704642794898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116521704642794898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116521704642794898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmastime.html' title='Christmastime'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116510588820320766</id><published>2006-12-03T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:55:00.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Wake Up Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Sleepyhead mommy is still snoozing at 7 in the morning so I decided to sing my lungs out to wake her up. "Wild Port Power Rangert, work together!" She opened her eyes and next thing I know, I'm hearing myself sing the Power Rangers jingle. She recorded it in her phone so I asked her to lend it to me. I tweaked it a bit and I was soon singing with myself the Jollibee Yum Do-wop jingle. It's always fun hearing my voice and waking up with mommy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116510588820320766?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116510588820320766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116510588820320766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116510588820320766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116510588820320766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/12/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake Up Call'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116426545001711446</id><published>2006-11-23T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:55:26.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Telebabad</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I just woke up from my nap and I thought it would be nice to talk to mommy so I tell yaya to dial for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Patalubong mo, grayp(grapes).&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Sige, anong ginagawa mo dyan?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I lab you, Mommy Detel. I lab you. &lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Love you too. Ano nang ginagawa mo dyan? &lt;br /&gt;Me: Dito ti Ate Rein. Laro kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, lola picked up the extension and interrupted our chat. Hope I get to talk to mommy longer next time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116426545001711446?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116426545001711446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116426545001711446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116426545001711446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116426545001711446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/11/telebabad.html' title='Telebabad'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116346899054043412</id><published>2006-11-14T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:05:26.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Riel's Day Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;It was a Saturday but I didn't feel like letting mom sleep in since I thought she should start spending quality time early with me. But she wouldn't wake up through my screams and tugs. Luckily, Ate Mai and Rein were up early and we hauled the sofa bed to create a make-up slide for us to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/boldstars1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/boldstars1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy finally woke up after a couple of minutes(that sleepyhead!), and we headed downstairs to have breakfast. We had corned beef for breakfast and yaya had to chase me around the room when I got tired of eating at the table. After the sumptuous meal, mommy allowed me to bathe with my cousins. It was really fun since Ate Mai cleared the tiled floor of the bathroom and we went "swimming" on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was DVD time afterwards and we watched &lt;a href=http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0287871/&gt;Power Rangers Wild Force&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0475293/&gt;High School Musical&lt;/a&gt;. Ate Mai and mommy taught me the Power Rangers transformation routine("Wild access, ha!") and I wasn't spared from their endless singing of "It's hard to believe, that I couldn't see..." I played some more with my cousins before having lunch and taking my afternoon nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/Piggy%20back%20kermit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/Piggy%20back%20kermit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We woke up at 5:30 pm already and mommy took me downstairs. I had a blast jumping off the sofa with my cousins while mom was watching us from the rocking chair. It was dinner time shortly and I ate a whole lot of fish and rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to our bedroom for my bedtime rituals. I gave mom her vitamins and she undressed me for my night time bath. I impressed her by peeing holding my tintin and brushing my teeth dexterously. I ran butt-naked after the bath but stopped when she said she had to put my diapers on so the ants won't bite at my birdie. We finally laid on the bed but I wasn't sleepy yet so I thought of playing with mom's cellphone. I looked at the video she took of me early that day and were repeating the lines I heard, "Mahulog ako ta duyan. Laki mo na e. Hindi pa. Tekti body, kunin ti Kermit." I felt my eyelids going heavy so I started nursing. Of course, it was accompanied with the usual "Wag ka na dede, laki ka na!" but she still allowed me. Then I was off dreaming in milkland after a few minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116346899054043412?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116346899054043412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116346899054043412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116346899054043412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116346899054043412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/11/riels-day-off.html' title='Riel&apos;s Day Off'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116286596175911124</id><published>2006-11-07T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:05:51.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Sing a Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Before bedtime last night, lolo told me that I should stop breastfeeding already since "binata na daw ako". I protested and said bebi pa ko. To which he replied "Bat marunong ka na magsabi ng sexy?" And I said through giggles "Tekti body" and pointed at the commercial where there was a mommy dancing hula while cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then got bored watching TV so I instead asked mommy to sing a song for me. She began with "I love you, you love me. We're a happy..." But I cut her short and told her to change it. So she sang "Happy birthday to you. Happy..." I interrupted her again and instructed her what to sing "My heart" with thumbs on my forehead. She tried to make up lyrics of the song and sang "My heart loves you so". I got frustrated and sang the my heart part of the song again. She finally got it and sang "Making melodies in my heart." It was fun singing and signing with her. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116286596175911124?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116286596175911124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116286596175911124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116286596175911124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116286596175911124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/11/sing-song.html' title='Sing a Song'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116226716585272633</id><published>2006-10-31T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T11:57:28.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/superheroes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/superheroes1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;We went trick or treating last Sunday at SM Megamall. We would've gone to Robinson's Galleria but we're not able to make it to the pre-registration. I came as Superman, Ate Rein as Darna and Ate Mai as Hermione. People commented how cute we are. One group had mistaken Ate Rein's costume as Wonderwoman but mommy smilingly corrected them. We went from store to store hauling candies and Clinica Manila also offered face painting. I had stars painted on my hands and Superman's S on my cheek. Really had a great time. Maybe next year I could ask mom to buy me Capt. Barbell's costume. ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116226716585272633?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116226716585272633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116226716585272633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116226716585272633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116226716585272633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116184276835861347</id><published>2006-10-26T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:06:22.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was eating dinner and playing at our backyard last night when I felt like peeing. When mom scolded me for peeing on my shorts, I told her "Ta labat naman a!". She replied "Sa labas nga anak pero dapat tinanggal mo muna shorts mo!". Hehe, she should've clarified that. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116184276835861347?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116184276835861347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116184276835861347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116184276835861347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116184276835861347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/outside.html' title='Outside'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116165627245984486</id><published>2006-10-24T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:06:47.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Mornings with Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/lying%20down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/lying%20down.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;I woke up ahead of mom today and decided to give her a few more minutes before I nudge her into awareness. After waiting for a minute or two, I smothered her faces with kisses to wake her up. She did kiss me back but didn't open her eyes. "Giting ka na!" I said but to no effect. I tugged at her lower lip and saw what looked like blood. "Mommy, may dugo o!" But she still ignored me. "Giting ka na, baba na tayo!" She finally opened her eyes and said "Hila mo ko para baba na tayo." while stretching her arms toward me. As I felt lazy this morning, I said "Ikaw na lang!". To which she replied "Di ko nga kaya." So I demonstrated to her how to do it by arching my back. "Ay di tayo bababa pag di mo ko hinila." So I finally decided to pull her arms and up she went. She then fixed the bed and we went down to have breakfast. I love waking up in the mornings with mom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116165627245984486?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116165627245984486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116165627245984486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116165627245984486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116165627245984486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/mornings-with-mom.html' title='Mornings with Mom'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116113161642022951</id><published>2006-10-18T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:07:03.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy and I hurried to the back of the crib and covered ourselves with the blanket so lolo won't see us when he comes in. I saw the patterns in the blanket forming what looked like a house so I told mommy, "May bahay o!" A couple of minutes have passed and lolo hasn't come in yet. It was getting hotter but I decided to keep quiet. Then I noticed mom's eyelids closing and she was suddenly snoring loudly. I touched(more like scratched actually) her face to wake her up. She did and asked if we could go out already. I insisted on staying since I wanted to surprise lolo. After a few minutes, I heard mommy snoring again. I woke her up and she said she's sleepy so she moved to the bed. I decided to come with her so we laid on the bed and pull the sheets over us. Lolo finally came in and I threw the sheets and surprised him. Mom informed him that we were hiding at the back of the crib at first but it took him ages to come in. It was still fun for me though. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116113161642022951?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116113161642022951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116113161642022951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116113161642022951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116113161642022951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116097961530087696</id><published>2006-10-16T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T15:04:42.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The Weekend That Was #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I let mommy sleep in on Saturday morning since she arrived late on Friday night after meeting Ninong Ledz. She hurriedly fed and bathed me after waking up coz we had to prepare for our trip to Fairview. I enjoyed it there, going up the bare second floor and buying chichirias from the nearby sari-sari store. We had to leave early though coz we had to drop by Ate Mai and Ate Rein at SM North to see their aunts from their dad's side of the family. On the way to SM North, I kept crying coz I want the fake tattoo placed on my hand instead of my triceps. Then I cried more when my ates left me. Why can't mommy understand that? Instead, she kept saying I was having a meltdown. Consequently, I became tired and doze off to sleep on our way back home. I was too sleepy to even wake up for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday morning, I kept telling mommy that my tummy aches and "Natutubig(nauuhaw) ako." I ended up vomitting my morning meds but was able to hold up my breakfast after an hour. We went to the pedia after hearing mass. I was surprised that the consultation was short but we're still kept waiting after that. Mommy got some papers and we proceeded to the end of the hall. After handing the first paper through a window, she instructed me to give the other paper to the guy in blue. Then we were herded to a dimly-lit room. I started to cry but mom and the guy said that my picture will just be taken. Mom needed to remove my shirt though but I was glad that the procedure didn't hurt. We then proceeded to sit on a chair with a huge armchair. A lady tied my right arm and felt the vein in my inner elbow. Next thing I know, she injected me and was drawing blood from my arm. I cried a whole lot. Good thing, it took only a couple of seconds and mommy hugged and comforted me. I was too tired when we left the pedia's office. When I woke up, mom bought me a creamy macaroni soup and swirly bitz from Jollibee. She was telling lola that the results were negative and I can stop taking my medicines. Yey for that! It turned out to be a good weekend after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For previous installment, click &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-that-was-1.html&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116097961530087696?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116097961530087696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116097961530087696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116097961530087696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116097961530087696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-that-was-2.html' title='The Weekend That Was #2'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116038075597850776</id><published>2006-10-09T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:00:56.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>The Weekend That Was #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;How was your weekend? Mine was fun. Lolo drived mommy and me to mommy's office for our flu shot. I was bored the minute we sat on the waiting room, err corridor so I kept saying "Ayaw ko dito." and started crying. The other parents there were laughing at me since I'd just arrived and I was already feeling that way. Good thing they started showing Ice Age 2 and I was somewhat entertained. When it was time to get my temperature, I started crying again. Mommy soothed me by bringing me next to the big windows and car-seeing that I didn't mind it when she inserted the thermometer under my armpit. The moment of truth finally came and I was crying again. I know that it's for my own good though so I stopped after getting a lot of mom's hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/mommy%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/mommy%20and%20me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sunday, we went to the Pasig Zoo at Rainforest. It was my second time there but I still enjoyed all the animals. I was still entertained by the monkeys who would've touched my hand if I'd gotten it closer. We also went to the children's playground and I enjoyed going through the slides and tunnel with Ate Mai and Ate Rein. Hope my next weekend will be as fun-filled as this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116038075597850776?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116038075597850776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116038075597850776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116038075597850776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116038075597850776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/weekend-that-was-1.html' title='The Weekend That Was #1'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-116003107127603995</id><published>2006-10-05T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T11:01:57.862+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatterbox me'/><title type='text'>Phonepals I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was getting bored already this midday afternoon so I decided to call mommy(of course, yaya still dialed for me)...&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Hello, bebi. Musta ka na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was eager to chat with her, I didn't answer her question and said instead...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kumakain si Reinrein.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: E ikaw, kumain ka na?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oo, kumain na ko.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Opo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she goes again, correcting me. So the obedient me followed...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Opo&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Anong ginagawa mo dyan?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Linis kami ng kwarto.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Naglilinis ka ng kwarto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wouldn't believe me so I instead shifted the subject...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Si Maimai, iniwan ako ni Maimai.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: Bakit, san sya nagpunta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was getting boring for me as well so I passed the phone to yaya...&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ayan na si ate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, don't worry mommy I still love you(not more than &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/09/kermit.html&gt;Kermit&lt;/a&gt; though) even if I don't enjoy talking to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-116003107127603995?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/116003107127603995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=116003107127603995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116003107127603995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/116003107127603995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/10/phonepals_05.html' title='Phonepals I'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115950046195901847</id><published>2006-09-29T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:07:29.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Flooded In</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;It was raining cats and dogs yesterday while mommy was sleeping soundly on the roof deck. I was starting to worry already when she came down sort of panicking, telling lolo and lola that water's already coming in our room. So lolo and yaya went to fix that and mommy stayed with us downstairs, sitting on a banig on our living room's carpet. After a couple of minutes, I felt pee on my shorts so I asked mommy to change me. A couple more minutes after that, I felt my pyjamas wet again so I started removing them. Then, Ate Mai said that water's coming in (and I thought I peed again on my pjs!). They rushed us upstairs and I was bored to death there watching them haul things to save them from getting wet. Luckily I was entertained viewing the flood around our neighborhood through the window. I also noticed that two pieces of the roof in our dirty kitchen were ripped off. Mommy then decided to bring me to the rooftop. Even if there were a few water on the floor, it's not as chaotic as the house downstairs. So I found myself breastfeeding again to sleep. When I woke up it was dusk already and I was crying and asking mom to go downstairs. She said we can't because it's dark already and since there's no electricity, we may fall on our way down there. Good thing, lola and my cousins went upstairs and we had dinner. I was particularly amused at the shadows we cast by the candle lights. I was also glad that mommy decided not to go to work that night. Then it's off to bed for me again. I hope the weather would be better today and we'd have our electricity back soon.&lt;/justify&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115950046195901847?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115950046195901847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115950046195901847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115950046195901847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115950046195901847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/09/flooded-in.html' title='Flooded In'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115929399104003934</id><published>2006-09-27T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:07:45.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><title type='text'>As Best I Could</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I've been hearing the phrase "Malaki ka na, wag ka na dede" more than a few times lately. And I do understand that I should start weaning but I feel that it's not one task that I can do overnight. So I try as best I could to refrain from nursing from time to time. I try to nurse only for a couple of minutes. And sometimes I content myself on just touching mommy's breast. I hope she notices and appreciates the effort I put into this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115929399104003934?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115929399104003934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115929399104003934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115929399104003934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115929399104003934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/09/as-best-i-could.html' title='As Best I Could'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115862734399805228</id><published>2006-09-19T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:08:05.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Kermit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/kermit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/kermit3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy wasn't home yet when it was already Capt. Barbell showing on TV last Friday. But all my anger went out the window when I saw what she got me. It was Kermit! The same Kermit that I saw in the pedia's clinic. I was so glad that I immediately grabbed the plush toy and never let it go (even when mom asked to borrow it and when I went to bed). I also brought it to the pedia yesterday so I can show her that I got one too. Mommy was asking me last night "Be, sinong mas love mo? Si mommy or si Kermit?". To which I replied "Si Kermit!" =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115862734399805228?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115862734399805228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115862734399805228' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115862734399805228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115862734399805228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/09/kermit.html' title='Kermit'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115794148710819907</id><published>2006-09-11T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:08:41.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Mommy's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/swim1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/swim1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;It was mommy's birthday last Saturday so I made sure my smiling face was the first thing she saw that morning. It was effective coz when she opened her eyes, she smiled at me and kissed me. Then, she went on to pack our things because we're to go swimming at Rainforest. It was a blast since I get to swim on the kiddie pool and try the slides. I was glad mom let me explore the pool with her just two steps behind. We also went to the adult pool where mom was sure to hold me. I wanted to tell her I could go it alone but she still held me close. After swimming, we proceeded to the zoo. I was especially amused by the monkey who devoured the banana given to him. He was even licking his hands when the fruit was all gone. I was so tired after the outing though that I went straight to bed. Again, happy birthday mommy! I had a great day, hope you enjoyed too. Lab u!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115794148710819907?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115794148710819907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115794148710819907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115794148710819907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115794148710819907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/09/mommys-birthday.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115752649399353580</id><published>2006-09-06T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:09:01.590+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><title type='text'>Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy's been so proud of me lately. Aside from being able to tell her how much &lt;a href=http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/08/labu.html&gt;I love her&lt;/a&gt;, I've also been pooping on the toilet for the past month. I would tell her/yaya/lola that I have to go and they'd bring me to the bathroom. My only problem is when peeing though. I just get so busy most of the time so the next thing I know, my shorts are wet. And just the other night, mommy saw me coloring and she was so proud of how expertly I was holding my crayons. I have something to tell you, though... I still haven't stopped breastfeeding and have no plans of doing so. Don't tell mommy! :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115752649399353580?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115752649399353580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115752649399353580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115752649399353580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115752649399353580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/09/big-boy.html' title='Big Boy'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115675197491305185</id><published>2006-08-28T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:09:23.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Bedtime Rituals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/Bath%20tub.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/Bath%20tub.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;From the entry's title itself, you probably think I'd write about how mommy gives me my night time bath, read me stories and lull me to sleep. You're definitely mistaken because my bedtime routines, or rituals as I'd like to call them, are not that common. We start with me making mom drink her vitamins (yes, she shouldn't forget those). She opens the bottles then I put the pills in her mouth. Then, we proceed with my night time bath. Depending on my mood, I sometimes spill the whole tabo of water on my head or I go inside the pail and splash water around me. I also sometimes hold the faucet's tip and send water sprinkling all over the bathroom (which makes mom mad). Mommy then hands me my toothpasted toothbrush and I suck on it. I do sometimes get it right and brush my front teeth correctly. And during good nights, I indulge mom's request and let her brush my teeth (which is very seldom by the way). After the bath, I run butt-naked on our bedroom letting mom chase me to change me into my pyjamas. After this, I watch more TV and only decide to go to sleep when my favorite shows(Capt. Barbell and Majika) are over. I sometimes tell mommy about my day or ask her trivial questions ("Mommy, may airplane o. Takay ako dyan?") and repeat it a couple of times until I get an answer or nod from her. I go milk-snacking by then and hopefully drift off to sleep. If I hadn't afford to sleep after this, I grab mom's pillow, lie directly in front of the electric fan, tell her to switch it on ("Mommy, lectic fan!") and ask for my dantay ("Bigyan mo kong tanday!"). On bad nights though, I cry when mom attempts to bathe me and brush my teeth so she just splashes some water on my face, hands and feet and starts breastfeeding me while she changes me into my pjs. On the other hand, on better nights, I read bedtime stories and pray with her. I also tell her "Alabu!" a couple of times and cuddle with her before falling to sleep. So, what're  your bedtime rituals?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115675197491305185?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115675197491305185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115675197491305185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115675197491305185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115675197491305185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/08/bedtime-rituals.html' title='Bedtime Rituals'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115587424166997779</id><published>2006-08-18T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:09:54.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><title type='text'>Labu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I don't know why mommy would say it to me so many times a day. She'd say it when I wake up beside her every morning, when she's giving me a bath, when we're reading and playing and before we go to bed. It's also always coupled with a kiss (on the head, cheek, lips, hands, tummy, I could go on forever). Then last week she explained to me that I should respond to it so when she said "Love you, bebi!" I said "Labu" back. She was so delighted and told everyone she knew about it. ;P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115587424166997779?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115587424166997779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115587424166997779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115587424166997779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115587424166997779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/08/labu.html' title='Labu'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115526838862163801</id><published>2006-08-11T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:10:20.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Marbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I so love playing with my marbles these days. Ate Mai was kind enough to give some of hers to me. Mommy was delighted the first time she saw me click on a marble and hit another one. I'm even more proficient in doing this than Ate Rein. I play with them on my bath tub. And I also held them when I went to sleep last night (which is quite weird coz I saw them on the side table when I woke up). Anyway, I just wish they wouldn't disappear under the bed or crib which sometimes happen when I play with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115526838862163801?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115526838862163801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115526838862163801' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115526838862163801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115526838862163801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/08/marbles.html' title='Marbles'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115440907460980732</id><published>2006-08-01T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:10:38.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gimik'/><title type='text'>Davao Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;I know this is late but as they say, better late than never. Mommy and I (together with Tita Jhoy and her mom, Tita Oreng) embarked on our much-awaited Davao trip last July 22-26. We arrived 3 hours earlier before our flight coz mom and Tita Jhoy still had to get our e-ticket converted. We're still too early though so I just spent the time snacking on Mom and napping. The flight was uneventful except for when Mom went to the washroom and I cried my lungs out coz I thought she left without saying goodbye. Oh I almost forgot, my lip also bled while I was playing with the collapsable table in front of me. The steward was kind enough to give us ice but I preferred mommy's breast to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/eagle%26mom%26bebi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/eagle%26mom%26bebi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A jeepney was waiting for us when we arrived at Davao. (I was uncomfortable at first, coz I haven't ridden in one my whole 2 years and 3 months of existence, so I cried but got used to the vehicle eventually). We went straight to Lola Fanny's house for lunch. After that, we went to the Philippine Eagle Center where I saw a lot of well, eagles of course (named Pagasa, Pagkakaisa, Marikit, etc.), other birds, monkeys and deers. The monkeys were especially cute, feeding on each other's lice and playing. We had dinner at Jack's Ridge and the view of the city lights was great. We also visited Lolo Centes' grave before retiring for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eden Nature park was on our itinerary for Day 2. We stopped by the San Pedro Cathedral first though to hear mass. Mommy bought me an inflatable whale which I later used at the beach. It was fun going around the park where I saw more animals and get to play on their playground. I would've loved swimming there but mom wouldn't allow me coz I just had the fever the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/bats2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/bats2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Paradise Island the next day. Mom and Tita Jhoy were planning on going to Pearl Farm but the overnight accomodation was a whopping 3750 bucks. It was ok too since we had an in-land tour and went to a bat cave, Hagimit falls and the old Moncado house. Too bad, I missed the bat cave since I was napping that time but I heard them talking about the bat's population reaching a huge 2.5 million. I would've enjoyed it better if mom allowed me to swim near the falls. Our guide said the water's deep though on that part. But I did enjoy swimming on the beach anyway with mommy and lola and playing on the white sand. We were planning to stay for another day on the island but decided to leave since there was no speed boat available for island hopping. I enjoyed playing my own game of billiards though while mom beats Tita Jhoy on their 8-ball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/horseback1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/320/horseback1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We rested a while after having lunch at home then headed off to Gap farm. I was amused by the ceramic figures of animals, presidents and heroes of the Philippines, minorities, and even creatures of the dark. We also entered a tunnel used during the second world war. But the best part was my horseback riding experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for our last day, we went to the Crocodile Park. I was introduced to Pangil, the largest crocodile in the Philippines with a length of 18 feet. I also get to touch an albino snake and pose with those cute birds. There were also eels available for petting but they were so slippery that mom couldn't hold even one of them still for me to touch. Mom bought t-shirts as souvenirs and even bought me another sword, which I think is broken to pieces now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining on the afternoon of our departure that we experienced turbulence and the seatbelt sign was mostly on during the flight. I just slept through it though and the next thing I knew, we're back in Manila. I'm looking forward for our next trip next year which mom said would be in Panglao. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115440907460980732?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115440907460980732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115440907460980732' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115440907460980732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115440907460980732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/08/davao-adventure.html' title='Davao Adventure'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115275984555720040</id><published>2006-07-13T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:11:07.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Kitty Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/kuting2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/kuting2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;I was playing in the car with mommy and Ate Mai last Monday when they suddenly started fussing over something hidden at the back of the car's tire. Mommy was asking Ate Mai if she could reach it so she can give it to me. After much effort, Ate Mai finally pulled her hand out to reveal a white kitten. I was surprised and delighted at the same time. I reached out for him and petted him. Diego and Scully were immediately on the scene having smelled the scent of the cat so mommy told Ate Mai to put him out in the street. Good thing I was allowed to play with him outside. I wish we could keep him but I know our dogs would kill him before he can even say meow! Oh well, at least I get to play with him even for a short time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115275984555720040?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115275984555720040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115275984555720040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115275984555720040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115275984555720040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/07/kitty-cat.html' title='Kitty Cat'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115208407816098266</id><published>2006-07-05T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:11:35.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Night Shift</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Mommy had to go on night shift again the other day. I don't know why but I kind of dreaded it (even if I don't know what it meant) when she announced it. So there was I playing with my cousins after dinner. I was wondering why Ate Michelle gave me my night time bath but just shrugged it off. This has been happening lately when mom would take longer on the laptop and I'd just woke up beside her. But the other night was different. I woke up expecting to get my regular middle-of-the-night-snack when I instead saw grandma sleeping soundly beside me. I cried and asked for mommy. They sshhhed me and gave me milk in the sippy cup(?!) instead. This went on a thousand times that night. So when mommy said last night that she's leaving for work, I kept on telling her "Wag na!" and tugging her towards the bed. Good thing she's only joking. I hate night shifts! And I hope we won't be having that for a very looooong time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115208407816098266?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115208407816098266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115208407816098266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115208407816098266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115208407816098266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/07/night-shift.html' title='Night Shift'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115184692973079886</id><published>2006-07-02T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:12:09.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;Lola tried to do a barber's cut on my hair but it ended up shaggy so mommy had to bring me in for a haircut. She was so proud of me as I sat still while the razor went through my head. (Not anywhere near how I reacted the first time I had my haircut where I cried and struggled so mommy had to carry me instead.) I guess I'm really a big boy now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115184692973079886?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115184692973079886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115184692973079886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115184692973079886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115184692973079886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/07/haircut.html' title='Haircut'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115175806823369577</id><published>2006-07-01T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T12:12:42.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wento'/><title type='text'>Toothbrush Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/1600/1st_toothbrush.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6293/3275/200/1st_toothbrush.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=justify&gt;It was time for my night time bath and as usual I was negotiating with mommy that I brush my teeth alone. As she had no choice, she let me do it and lo and behold, I surprised her by brushing my front teeth with some dexterity. I know she felt so proud with the way she reacted. I hope we won't have any more fights after this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115175806823369577?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115175806823369577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115175806823369577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115175806823369577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115175806823369577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/07/toothbrush-night.html' title='Toothbrush Night'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520886.post-115175797693435477</id><published>2006-07-01T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T16:02:10.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post</title><content type='html'>Hello world! This is my first post on this new server. Check out my old blog &lt;a href="http://bebipogi.blogs.friendster.com/bebis_blog"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30520886-115175797693435477?l=bebipogi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/feeds/115175797693435477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30520886&amp;postID=115175797693435477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115175797693435477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30520886/posts/default/115175797693435477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebipogi.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-post.html' title='First post'/><author><name>Riel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03099555155139778722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c395/Daizell/Superman8.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
