leyo and blue
It’s all ABCs and 123s and colours of the rainbow at home. Santino is very good at aping his sister – “red, owange, leyo and blue” and I could not help but laugh. I know a model parent should be encouraging but I am. I just couldn’t help laughing at the crazy antics the kids are prone to stage, the same way that I cannot help myself from cursing out loud when I get excited. Well, the kids, they take it as a sign that nothing should be taken seriously, even one’s self.
Beauty and Brains.
I make it a conscious effort to make my kids value intelligence over attractiveness. For very young minds, it is so easy to be moulded by the prevalent thinking of putting so much weight on physical appearance. In this age where vanity is a celebrated status, the TV, the Internet, the Barbie dolls and just about everywhere you look, you get bombarded with “beauty is a must. “ And as I cannot screen all external stimuli, I have to rally my own defences and that is by way of reinforcements. Praises and prizes for good school work.
Una came home the other day with additional note on her diary – an instruction for making a sash. She was appointed the muse of their class for the Sports Fest. When I drilled her, I must have sounded like a Nazi interrogator for she was so scared to tell me that someone told her she is the prettiest in class. I got the juicier details from her Aunt.
I wanted to raise a geeky daughter but if this is what I get, then a sash I will make. I unearthed my old crafty self and proceeded to raid the hobby stores.
And the sash it is. And Una came up to me to thank me and confirmed - “Muse ko kay bright ko?”