Tip toes mean happiness. Wrinkle nose. My simple dance. Our little chab grows up. From womb to her toddler years.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Chab at 3
Some of the things Chab does now:
*Gave up her stroller to walk, because she is a big girl na.
*When going down an incline while riding her bike, she says, "That's janederous!"
*Likes the 'coldest pillow ever' when sleeping
*Doesn't have to wear diapers during the day anymore.
*Can eat an ice cream cone on her own without spilling.
*Knows how to bargain.
"2 games before I sleep."
"No."
"1 game?"
*HAS to eat dessert after meals.
*Is not afraid to walk her dog, Pototot, the sibe.
*Likes to ride her pink princess bike around the village in the afternoons (and mornings, if she would be allowed)
*Has to have orange juice first thing in the morning.
*Loves watching Play School (australia), playing boowa and kwala and nick jr games.
*Likes to do things on her own as much as possible.
*Can go pee by herself without the help of a grown-up (if at home)
*Likes to set the table for meal time
*Can turn on the aircon and night lamp for bedtime
*Loves playing pretend, and drawing.
*Can wash her hands properly like a surgeon, taught by ninang Dr. Kat
*Remembers to take her vitamins at night
*Likes helping Memi roll dough for bread or pasta.
*Likes flat coke without what she calls the 'torot' or the carbonation.
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