Boy Magnet

I often hear Josh call/refer to his sister as “boy magnet”. It’s like when I admire Ish with anything, next the words that will come out of Joshua’s mouth would be “boy magnet”. While we were having lunch awhile back I asked him what “boy magnet” means. And he was like, “Duh! Mommy it’s the things that you do that attracts boys. You know, like how you fix your hair, the clothes that you wear.” I suddenly fixed my hair “Isha Style”, then said, like this Josh? Do I qualify? And he was like… “For the love of …Noooooo, you are already married!” Haha, as if I don’t know that. What’s funny, their Dad reacted, saying “No boy magnet for you, you are married.” DUH!

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The New Meaning of TLC

Up until now Josh still goes for his nightly massage. It's either me or his dad, sometimes if he's not contented he'd like both of us to do it. Yeah that happens every night before he goes to bed. His choice would be either "classic" or "machine". One night he opted for a classic massage. His dad asked him why he wanted a classic one instead of the machine. And here's his candid reply, "I want the classic this time dad." Then his dad asked why. "It has TLC," he said. And what does TLC means? Tender loving "CASH".

You see he has been working hard in school, especially in his last grading exam week. I made a deal with him that if he does not get lower than 90 in all his subjects, I will give him P1000 (around $22). That's big money to him already, for his level up card (he plays flyff). We just don't give them money, we make it as an incentive for them to study harder. So now he's finding ways on how have this money for his game. This child of mine is really funny, he always makes us laugh with his candidness. He can inject money matters in his conversation which is cute, he never fails to bring a smile to our faces.

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SILLY-ness

Kids can be funny sometimes, and this is just one of of their "SILLY-ness" which they allowed me to take a video! Enjoy watching!

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Do You Need To Remind Me?

Joshua's yaya (nanny) is on a 2-week vacation. He attempted to sleep by himself on the 1st night but to no avail. He ended up sleeping at 5 in the morning. So we asked him if he wanted to sleep in our room. For a week now, he has been sleeping with us.

We always have a little chitchat before bed talking about this online game that he has been playing. Frustrated that I couldn't even understand what he's talking about, I decided to try it. He gave me a few tips on how to go about it, explained further the dos and don'ts. He even assured me that I'm gonna enjoy the game.

Here are some of our conversations every night:

Me: Are you sure Josh that I can go about it (the game)?
Josh: Of course Mom! And yeah if someone goes to you saying, need bf or need gf, IGNORE them...and besides you're already MARRIED.

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Me: Hey Josh...what are runes? (i have not finished the tutorials of the game) Can you tell me where to get it? Can you also tell me where to get some food, etc.
Josh: Sorry Mom, I can't teach you much, you see I'm not a born teacher, and besides I know you can figure it yourself.

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Josh: Mom, I can't sleep, I'm bothered by Dad's snoring.
Me: Tap him on the shoulder, and when he moves he'll stop snoring.
Josh: *waiting*
Dad: *snores*
Josh: *taps his shoulder*
Me: I said tap Josh not shake!
Josh: Mom, the tapping did it, he stopped snoring!

~the following night ~
Josh: Dad's not snoring, finally we have some PEACE AND QUIET nor now.
Me: Do you think Dad'd not annoyed by our noise?
Josh: I don't think he hears us...see he's still asleep.

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Me: Can you move a little please...you occupy so much space.
Josh: What can I do, I have ABs and MUSCLES.
Me: *gasp* ABs and MUSCLES? Do you know what you are talking about?
Josh: boys can dream too, you know.
Josh: *touching dad's tummy* Mom, I can feel dad's ABs, open close quotation.

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*These are some of the many funny conversations we have every night, sometimes it takes us an hour before hitting the sack.*

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