Fun at High Street

Okay, so High Street must have been about 3 years old already?
And last December was our first time there.

Me and Jared's dad (who is also my husband--haha) think Makati, or Taguig, is too far from where we live.

But it is pretty and kid friendly and that visit isn't going to be the last.

It's refreshing to have that greenery, and to actually be able to step on it and run around until you get tired makes it a double treat.jared happily runs in zig zag fashion while his tired dad looks defeated in the background

Jared had us running after him probably the whole 3 hours we were there. He wanted to:

throw his train in the fountain

to play with the cute dogs

to make friends with another kid (Heyo, wha chor name? I Jayed-translation: Hello, what's your name? I'm Jared)

to people watch

I think he wants to do everything he can think of--and is capable of doing--at the same time.

He was jumping for joy really.

We'll be back here, during the morning, to take a peek at Mercato Centrale.

Mad About Gift Wrapping: Polkadots

I know, i know. The true meaning of Christmas isn't in the gift/s we give, or receive. But I want my gifts to look pretty, period. So I made the extra effort wrap them up nicely, no matter how small they may be.

This year, I chose polka dots. They come in green, red and gold. Love it!

These are some of the gifts I wrapped until 2 am.

Now, on to the Christmas eve menu.

Start of Christmas Parties

Still groggy from the office party last night (not used to late nights anymore--traffic at Coastal Road was terrible at 1 am), I woke up still excited for our little boy. Today marks the first of the many parties we'll attend this holiday season.

This was a kiddie party sponsored by his lola's (former) office.

He still was afraid of many things-- the life size Buzz Lightyear standee, the loud party music, the mascot --and at one point I was so sleepy I was about to doze off. But as I stare at my son playing with other kids, I know I'll go to great lengths to bring him to many more parties no matter how tired I was.

This is Christmas in the eyes of my child.

Just When Did I Get This Big?

Looking at our party photos, I couldn't help but think: when did I get this big??? I should start doing something about this...soon!

p.s. look at my arms!