May 29, 2009

I wish he was 5 forever


Have you ever had this kind of feeling, just wanna have your little ones stay little so you could cuddle him forever? I have it for this little cute boy. He's going to be 6 on July and soon enter the Elementary school on the same month. Oh, he's going to be a big boy soon...








Not only me that's going to "miss" him, but also his big sis (grade 8 at school). Lately, she asked me on and on for another little baby girl to be her 'new' friend since she thinks his little brother would soon join his big brother (grade 7) and become her new "enemies" together.
OMG..doesn't she think 3 had just enough! haha...
This is his latest picture with his kindergarten friends when they went for an outbound field trip.

May 23, 2009

Blessing

Wake up in Sunday morning alone while kids still sleep, no hurry to do list, playing in front of my PC - browsing around (I had just read a beautiful post about 'saturday morning' here) always kind of peaceful moment for me.
It such a blessing to still have this quiet time to start a day. Another blessing to have 3 healthy kids, wonderful husband and family....
Blessings, blessings..

Ah.., remind me to start wake up my kids from beds and maybe we'll go to earliest Sunday mass to say BIG thank you for many blessings we have.
Sometimes it's a difficult "job' to do on Sunday while we want to stay laziness at our peaceful home...although we know we have so many blessing.

So come on, wake up kids!!


May 05, 2009

Daughter (Dochters)

My hubby sent this song of Marco Borsato via email to me last night.
I like the song and the words is beautiful. If you have a daughter you should hear this and read the English lyrics I've translated. Just beautiful...
I think that's not only about how fathers feel to see his daughter has grown up, but moms too.

This is the English translation:

Quarter past seven on Sunday morning
I hear a voice very softly to me asking
Are you awake, Daddy?
Get cozy with down?
Do you just work or are you free today?
And then you go with me on stage?
Ohhh, what time is fast
Yesterday I saw her for the first time she was here in m `n arms
What she is beautiful and what is the time her
I `m n blink eyes and see how they are always a bit changed
But how big they may be
In my eyes it always remains small

Quarter past seven on Sunday morning
I hear the front door very gently opening
And I hesitate to fall asleep, she is at home
I `r much prefer to go, but she had asked me if I do not want to stand
They now find its way home

And ohh, what the time is fast
Yesterday I saw her for the first time she was here in m `n arms
What is she pretty
What's the time her
I `m n blink eyes and see how they are always a bit changed
But how big they may be
In my eyes it always remains small

And sometimes, when I `m n blind
We walk together "beach,
Her hand in mine
And then she pauses time
Is the weather just like when
And she'll need me
I love her
As she was
I love her

Quarter past seven on Sunday morning
Is it my voice that makes her gently awake
Today is your big day

What she is beautiful and what is the time her
I `m n blink eyes and see how her heart is good for another is
But wherever they may be
In mind she is here with me
In my eyes it always remains small