I realized I haven't written about my (not so) little girl since she
turned one . And it was an embarassingly short entry. I take multitude of her pictures and since they say a picture is worth a thousand words, I didn't think I needed to write anymore! Ok ok, that sounded like a very lame excuse. So here it is, a quick update on Peyton especially for our family and friends back in the Philippines.
Peyton's a very active and curious little girl. But she took her time before talking so I get amazed when she's speak full sentences like:
"Mama, are you ok?" -- I hear this a lot of times, because I am a klutz and I'd always hit myself against something.
"Mama, let's play blocks" -- one time when I was working at home. This made me quickly close the laptop. She was right. I mean, I am home, I shouldn't be working.
"No, I am reading" - last night, when I told her we need to go to sleep (she's not actually reading, she was looking at the pictures of her Disney Princesses book)
"Promise, Mama?" - when I told her she can do something after she'd do something that I want, like she can watch Pocoyo after finishing her milk.
"How about a hug?" -- when we are already in bed and I'd ask her to go to sleep.
I am amazed with some of the words she'd use, like "
beach ball" as opposed to just a ball, or "
toy airplane" as opposed to a just airplane. (I guess coz she knows airplanes are really big)
Her first named friend is Berry. Usually after our playdates, for days, she'd be requesting to ,
"How about, play Berry?" Whenever I give her choices on what to do for the day like, "Do you want to play basketball? Go to the playground?"
She'd pick the shoes she'd want to wear, "
Wear black!" She'd ask her Dada to carry her, "
Mimi carry you!" (ok this is weird but that's how she'd say it) And where she'd want to sleep, "
Sleep Mama's room!"
She gives her opinion on her next sibling. Our conversation would go like this:
Me: Peyton, do you like a baby sister or a baby brother?
Peyton: Baby sister!
Me: if that's the case, you need to sleep in your own room because the baby would sleep with mama!
Peyton: Hmmm, how about a baby brother?
(hahaha! I guess she doesn't want to be bumped off our bed)
There are so much more fun anecdotes! Peyton at 3 years old is really enjoyable. She doesn't talk much (takes after me, right???) But she gives her opinions, she voices her desires. My most favorite at this moment I guess is when I'd say, "I love you, Peyton..." She'd reply, "I love you, Mama." Sweetest words, sometimes together with a hug. I melt. (I am sure other mommys can relate!) Bob says that's my weakness. And its so true!
