Death and Christmas

I am supposed to write a happy Christmas story but the sad news that I just learnt forever changed my memory of this year’s Christmas.

A friend just lost a loved one.  Today of all days.

Death and Christmas. Christmas and death.

She can never experience the joy of being a mother and a little miracle taken at her/his weakest moment.  I can only but give her a virtual hug.  Send her our virtual sympathy.  Technology can never replace the human touch in times of death nor birth.

I am so sorry for her loss.

An angel gone too soon and a mother forever grieving.

Death and Christmas should never be together.


Santa and Me!

Friday was a special day for us.  I woke up Mama, Papa and big sister early because we are going out to see Santa at the mall.  It is also Papa’s first day, of his holiday break.  Yay!

Mama made us breakfast. Cereal for me and big sister had scrambled egg and cheese. Uhm, I think it was Papa who made big sister`s breakfast.  I was gobbling my food and can’t sit still because I am so excited I will finally see Santa in person. I only see him on TV and only when mama let us watch one.

I have finished my breakfast and mama is done with her coffee too, so off to bath I go.  I will be wearing my new shirt today and I will have a tie too. Cool.

Change of clothes and some tears from me, I am finally ready to go.  I started crying because my shirt is scratching my neck, I want to go out, I am sleepy and hungry again.

I think I have fallen asleep as the next time I saw is not my mama but a big red bus.  We get on the bus.

I have fallen asleep again because we are at the mall already.  We went to a store first with many clothes hanging.  The shop was noisy and crowded and I hear mama said “where’s the men’s socks?” and I guess it was a couple of floors up as I get to ride a moving thing on my stroller. Mama said it is called escalator.  We found the socks and Mama and I fall in line and she said that we have to pay the socks. I did not like it.  I want to move.  Big sis and papa were nowhere to be seen.  I think they are having fun without me. I hope they did not ride the thing again.  I started to cry but mama said it`s her turn and can I be quite for a few seconds.  And finally we were done. Yay! I get to ride the moving thing again.  We did not ride that “escalator”.  Mama pushed me inside a big box.  It moved down but all I see is the shiny wall.  It is like a mirror. I smile and squint to myself but not for long though, we got out of that big box and into noisy people again.  I started to not like this “mall”.

I think I have fallen asleep again because the next thing I saw is a big white moose, a big Christmas tree and babies like me.  I think I will finally meet Santa.  I wonder if his reindeer is with him.  I saw him riding his sleigh on TV and it was AWESOME!  I think I will like Santa. I hope he likes me too.  I can not wait to finally meet him.  Mama said that while I was sleeping my Aunt Cee came over and said hi to me.  Too bad I didn`t get to meet her, maybe next time.  I hope she liked me.

The line is not moving.  It is taking forever.  I want to meet Santa.  I could see him from where Papa is standing but He is too far away for me to say hello.

To occupy me, Papa carried me and showed me around.  I like the pictures they are very colourful but there’s a lot of people.  I do not think I like this “mall” it is noisy and there are a lot of people but I want to meet Santa so I will not yet tell mama that I don’t like to be here.

Yay! Our turn.  I gave Santa a big smile and also the person who keeps calling my name.  I think she wants to meet me.  I had a picture with Santa and also my mama and papa and big sister.  This is fun.  I smiled a lot. And when Mama hand me over to Santa, I didn’t cry. I had a big grin on my face. I am very happy. I get to met Santa and he held me as well.  Big sis is not having a great time.  She does not want to be with Santa at all.  She’s crying. A lot.  I saw Mama wiped her tears away.  I think she’s scared of Santa. Too bad.

Finally we’re done and I have to ride my stroller again.  I didn’t know what happened after I saw Santa because I think I have fallen asleep because when I opened my eyes I saw our Christmas tree. I am already home.

Thank you Papa and Mama for bringing me to the mall to meet Santa. Thank you to my big sister also because even though she is scared of Santa, we had one great photo with him.  I will surely treasure that photo because it will still be a long time before I see him again. Mama said Santa only comes during Christmas and that I have to be very good so that I could see him.  I promised mama that I will be very good so I get to see him next time.  Thank you again Mama and Papa and big sister.  I love you.

– Thirdie


Santa and Me

Holiday Pictures 101

Christmas is almost upon us and mama is rushing to get the presents and kiddos christmas photos.

Last year’s pictures was easy as there is only one child to consider.  I could have it any way I want it.  

This year I decided to do it again by myself. Boy oh boy, was it stressful. 

My babies dressed on their Sunday’s best was seated on an office chair with their favourite Charity bear.

It was a disaster.

Started out just fine big sis smiling while I positioned them in such a way that baby boy wont fall off the chair. Some crappy pictures later, I decided to give my daughter something to amuse her while i get busy taking solo shots of my son. And if only I have the power of foresight, I would have known how the “something” in this case a playbook would trigger the meltdown. Tantrums, whining or call it whatever you like, it is as annoying as nail on a chalkboard.

Lessons learned? Never attempt without another adult or two. One to take pictures, one to coax that smile and one to hold / support the kids.

DIY Christmas portraits:
-Samsung galaxy siii camera “burst” setting
-Sony point and shoot
-white background sheet
-chair (couch)



Updated entry.


Advent is here. Nativity. Christmas.

Season of festive joy. Strangers talking, sharing a smile. Tree trimmings. Gift giving.

Hearing Christmas carols brings an extra spring to your step. Cashiers still nice even in an overly long working hours.

This Christmas is the first of many for our  little family.  We are complete sans extended family back in Philippines. Our first “big” tree is up. And the gifts is ready.  Holiday portraits done and all the other things is being taken cared of.

The only thing left to do is wait. We wait with bated breath.  We wait with joy in our hearts.  We repent and ask for forgiveness.  Christ our saviour is coming.  And HE is coming for us.

Christmas is about renewal of our beliefs.  Every year Christ’s birth is almost always being reenacted and watching it filled my heart with joy.  The birth of a child more so the Messiah is of a momentous event and have to be celebrated.  With thanksgiving in our hearts we sing our praises.

With this we pray for many many more years and some answer to prayers as we start our own little tradition in our own little family.

Merry Christmas from my family to yours.