I'm baaaackkkk!

For some reason today, I said to myself (I really said this to myself. Out loud.) : "I think I'm going to revive my old blog." So I logged on to that account, uploaded a test blog post, and lo and behold, the damn thing worked! So despite having said that I'm migrating here, I'm happy to say - I'm baaaackkkk!

Hallelujah! 

You will find that I have exported the posts from this blog to my new (old) blog. I'm sorry for making you bookmark so many pages. I'm a woman. I have the license to be fickle-minded. See you there!

In my cart

It may just be because we're second-time parents, but it seems that taking care of Izik is relatively easier than how it was with Malik.

Malik to Izik: "I object."

I say "relative" because I'm still as sleep-deprived as the next parent but when compared to our experience when Malik was a baby, Izik's baby-hood feels like a field day (again, relatively). Izik sleeps longer at night. He doesn't cry so much. And since he's not as heavy, it's easier to carry him around.

"I'm sexy and I know it."

There are things that we did differently this time. They may have helped so I'd like to share them here. In no particular order -

Minions!

I panicked the other day as I was looking for yet more minions. The friendly neighborhood McDonalds server said I only had until July 10 (yesterday) to get my grubby hands on them.  So naturally, I moved heaven and earth to collect all nine. 

Stuart the one-eyed minion holds a special place in my heart. Malik asked that we get him first.
We went to at least four McDonald's stores one weekend but all minions were sold out.
I got Stuart from an officemate. It was fate. Malik calls Stuart "Papuy".

Yipee yey!

We've so far given three to Malik. I hid them inside Malik's school bag, his sock drawer and our cabinet. I don't know who had more fun - Malik who was hunting for the minions, or myself while pretending I had no idea how they got where they were. Heehee

Here's Malik playing with his minions before bed time last night.
He has 6 now. He doesn't know we have more, hidden nga lang.  Sssshhh.

In other news, Izik's being adorable as always. He knows how to play with us now. For the first 3 months, all he ever did was sleep, poop, cry and drink milk. Now he likes looking around.

Why so serious, Izikoy?

He especially likes it when we move his arms and legs.

Our playtime repertoire: "Shake body body dancer,"
"Head and shoulders, knees and toes," and
Izik's all-time favorite "Copacobana"

It's time to bring out ye ole toys.

Izik's starting to discover his hands and feet.
He stares at his hands when he's not otherwise occupied with reaching for his toys.

Lesson learned

On Wednesday, Malik left his bag at home. Yaya ended up buying Zest-o and SkyFlakes for him from the peddlers outside his school so he wouldn't feel left out during snack time.

So yesterday, Malik looked for his bag as soon as he woke up and held on to it everywhere he went. He wouldn't let it out of his sight even when Yaya was putting his snacks inside. That, my friends, is one hard lesson learned.