Second day at creche

Some photos of Tristan during his first week (these photos are from the second day he's been in creche) at daycare. He loved going to "school" as what he calls it. He has that very sweet smile, which I think he's just trying to mask his over enthusiasm, everytime he knwos he's going to daycare that day.

Some photos of Tristan during his first week (these photos are from the second day he's been in creche) at daycare. He loved going to "school" as what he calls it. He has that very sweet smile, which I think he's just trying to mask his over enthusiasm, everytime he knwos he's going to daycare that day.

And he's learning quite quickly with english words and has now becoming conversant with English. We still talk to him in tagalog at home and everytime he's with us. We don't want him forgetting tagalog. Eversince he was born we only talk to him in tagalog...sometimes in pangasinan. hehehe.

The photos above with Tristan and the other kids are sitting in a chair with a big table outside....well, they had some afternoon tea spent outdoors coz the weather was awesome. As in sunny day that day. And they had this mini-picnic.

The clock is my dictator I shall not rest

One of the bible's verses which I love is Psalm 23. It talks about having that unfound peacefulness found only when we ask God for it. It talks about the opposite of what a stressful life we continually experience in our everyday lives.

Just wanted to share a re-vived version of this chapter reflecting what a 21st century life is filled-in. I hope my time isn't like this.

The clock is my dictator I shall not rest
He maketh me to lie down only when I’m exhausted and stressed out.
It leadeth me to the pathway of overcommitment
and unto the treadmill of business.
It houndeth my soul,
driving me on an everincreasing circle of frenzy for activities sake.
Eventhough I ran frantically from test to test,
I cannot get it all done
for my mobile phone, my Bluetooth, my blackberry, my palm pilot are always with me.
My schedules, deadlines and need for approval endlessly drive me on.
Demanding performance from me beyond the limits of my capabilities.
They annoyed my heads with migraines, and my soul with deep anxieties.
My entrée overflows;
My to do list runneth over.
My ipod, mp3, itunes, and starbucks they failed to comfort me.
And I find no solace nor refuge in myspace, my facebook or twitter pages.
Surely emails and faxes and text messages will follow me all the days of my life.
And I will dwell in the debts of depression and frustration forever.

Here's the real Psalm 23:

The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil;
my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.


HAVE A GOOD WEEKEND! <--- That's "Have a Good Weekend!" =)

Constant change

So true: "The only thing that remains constant is change". No matter how much we would love to have the ball in one unmovable state, it finds it's way to roll over.

I don't know if this is a milestone of Tristan's life I will feel very elated. He's starting his full day in daycare starting tomorrow... this means missing those times he's just wandering the whole day at home with either me or his daddy. I mean, he would be spending 37% of his time away from us. When he started creche, it felt good that he'll be able to socialize and learn things beyond his family circle. But I've never expected that he'll be totally in the daycare for five days in a week this young.

Life changes...need to live with it. Time with family is priceless, that i've learned. haayyy... kids grow up fast talaga. :(