DAY 269: October 12th, 2010; TUESDAY

Dear Jam,

To our utter amazement, we found you made a profile of your own in my phonebook! We were lying quietly in bed, the three of us after breakfast, doing nothing more but relishing the feeling of being together until Daddy leaves. We left you to tinker with my phone while Daddy and I discussed some adult-responsibility-stuff. Then Daddy suddenly says that he wouldn't have problems contacting you because as it seems, you have entered your own mobile number of 765656757 and your home phone number 88. You then named your entry "Jjjloppoooooooojoo.ooij4-/0y Add1 oksltl". Daddy added the picture so we'd know that's the information stated thus are represented by the rightful owner. Hahah! The question is, how did you even figure out to open a new entry in the phonebook?

It's nice to see, after typing entries upon entries
of "365 Days of Strawberry Jam" and
then posting itfollowing us through. Today, it was Tita Joan of D'Crammerz who posted a thoughtful comment of "...what I have been waiting for." *Awww* That's so sweet. To be appreciated is one and to be anticipated is another. I also had a great time exchanging Tweets with Tita Issie and Ninang Charissa about the future of social networking in your generation. It started with us Tweeting that we are thankful how our parents don't have Twitter. I said that maybe in the future you would have something like Hypertwitter and your Hypertweet would be "Mum, please don't hover when I'm on the PC!" We all Tweeted our laughter about it. Oh well, whatever happens in your future, I gotta be ready for it. Although I've always fancied myself to be a Mom you can run to and not someone you'd Tweet or Tumblr about to be the person you like least.

At home by the way, and before we got to work, you were too early to be in the mood for modeling your new pair of golden slippers from Mamilou. I had to complement it with a dress, which was bought for you by Mamilou long before you could even walk. It had to be stowed safely away for you to grow up into and today I just realized how taller you've become. It was also your first time to taste PINEAPPLE! You loved it; how it was juicy and a bit itchy against your tongue but cold from the refrigerator. Daddy says it's good for Vitamin C and you said "see" to agree. After that, we went back to bed where Daddy and you lined up your favorite stuffed toys. You also played with that plastic container for his watch, inhaling and exhaling with it on your mouths and noses as if it were a respiratory device. Unfortunately, you were too excited with all these new discoveries and even the discovery of piling up the pillows so you can stand taller on them - that you had a little accident. You slipped out of balance and hit the wooden part of the bed with your head. Tsk! Another one charged to experience, okay?

Coffeetable Discussion with Mommy and Daddy:
Daddy reported that he encountered a bit if a brawl in HANDYMAN this afternoon when he went out to buy his fishing gear. There was this foreigner who was cussing at the Manager and other customers. It turns out, he had been alleged of damaging store property, which he wouldn't owe up to. Instead of being civil about it, he went ahead and demoralized the Filipino race in general as "stupid" and everything else inferior. The customers could only stare at him in disbelief until what appeared to be, as Daddy recollects, an educated Mestizo Filipino stepped up to him and berated him for being ridiculously discourteous. Daddy left the scene and remembered how if that happened in their ship, they would tell the foreigner to "Take it to the Captain".

According to MAMALA:
She has applied EFFICASCENT OIL on your mosquito bites. It's an known effective means of intervention of old for bites and others. It does have that balmy cool and menthol effect, which may feel hot in the sensation so as to distract you, Mamala engaged you in an adult discussion of cats and sorts. Heheh! ;)

JAMantic of the Day:
You were pointing at the Missy Bonbon cake box and said "bott". At first I didn't get it because we have no idea where you actually learned to associate the word with the real object. I mean we spoke of "box" before but we hadn't pointed the specified box to be a "box". So perhaps, you figured it out by yourself...? The brain is a wonderful thing then, even for a child your age! o.0

Your MAYmah,