Atras Abante
Two years ago, I pledged to be the ultimate, all-in-one, stay-at-home Mom. But when my kitchen started to look like a ‘rat’ has attacked, and this ‘rat’ has been spreading cookies and chips around the house, I gave up.
Time for Kenneth to go to preschool.
Diaper bag and all, Ken and I drove around the neighborhood in search of the perfect place. I was crying in the car. This cant be *hikbi* my son is now a big boy, will he make new friends, is he gonna eat daycare food….
My drama was short-lived, as Ken didn’t even “qualify”. ‘Your son needs to be potty trained before admission’. Eh??? At two years old?
Oh, okay. Potty training it is.
Two weeks went by and ten gallons of apple juice later, Ken was semi-ready. We marched to the other preschool in hopes they will be a little more flexible.
Oh, they were. For $200 a week.
What the ***$^@#^(*&$)(%**_$@/<#($_@*!+
Kenneth, anak, parang awa mo na. Huwag na lang munang pumasok ng paaralan. Pakabait ka na lang sa bahay, ha? Sa iyo na ang buong lata ng M.Y. San.
February 18th, 2007 at 7:58 pm
Hahahahah! That is so funny!
Patience Mommy Che, he hasn’t broken anything yet has he?
What about those baby-gym (gymboree?)classes they have for toddlers? Do you have them there where you are?
February 22nd, 2007 at 7:36 pm
yipeee…welcome to the club,che! i am glad i already graduated that stage with my son ( HE’S NOW SR KINDER). now its my baby girl’s turn,hmmmm….gabukas it ref ang baby ngara pag gutom, he,he,he! owa pa ra it 2 dag-on! imagine lang nimo how my everydaylife is…chaos…gina ilabas ag ihapon ko lang do kagamo iya sa baeay… TIP: close ur eyes and pretend u dont see what u dont want to see or hear…and enjoy!