Les Parents Indignes

Publié par Analyse à 12/21/2006 10:03:00 PM

jeudi, décembre 21, 2006

Much as we wanted to be good ideal parents, circumstances sometimes just keep us from being one. Personal and professional life, though separate, are somehow associated. One affects the other.

Last week, Louna suffered from otitis and brochitis topped with a 39°C fever. As a result, she wasn't able to get her Hepa A and Typhoid fever vaccins which were her preventive medications for her coming visit to the Philippines. At this same time, Laurent had to go to Boston and Moi had to spend two days in Paris. Wrong timing.

The solution: Louna had to spend two nights at her nanny's place and Nanny had to organize with the physical therapist for Louna's much needed respiratory massage. Good thing we have a super nanny!!

Changes changes.

Changes abound a-plenty. Her favorite game right now is to put two things together. She could close her bottle alone. She could assemble little parts of her Lego toys. She could put back her ointment back in its box.

Sorry for this poor lighting condition, Papa will surely do something about it next year.

She could take tiny little steps alone. All she need is a little push from Maman and Papa and a little courage, will power and motivation from her. That's a lot from a 13 months old! She could however maneover her baby stroller alone, she could take sharp turns no problem.

She could also manifest her non dislike of things. She could shout as much as I do, could stamp her feet like a big girl.. and if that still doesn't work, she could lie down and cry. She's a capricious girl in the making.

I'm Sick

Publié par Analyse à 12/11/2006 10:38:00 PM

lundi, décembre 11, 2006

First time to be really sick. Runny nose, persistent cough, 38.3°C temperature... I hardly slept. Look at how I am in the morning.. who would say that I'm sick? And to boast, my bad hair day won't stop me from singing my favorite song. Want to know what I'm singing? Click here.

Note: I just went to my doctor this morning and his face reminded me of a monster needle. I cried a lot just by entering in his office. This whole thing scares me.

Ooops, by the way, I'm 83 cm tall now, almost the height of a two years old!

Aiming for greater heights..

Publié par Analyse à 12/06/2006 09:18:00 PM

mercredi, décembre 06, 2006

Literally! Yes, after I mastered the stairs (I can go upstairs with my eyes closed!), I finally discovered a more challenging one - the couch. Click on the video and I'll show you how I do it.

Ain't that fun? My parents are actually scratching their heads thinking how they could secure this new haven for me. In fact, I just bumped my head on the center table last night but that didn't stop me, of course.

Lately, I've been hearing queries whether I walk or not. Curious people. Well, to tell you frankly, I'm not in a hurry. My parents bought me a truck and a stroller to incite me to walk when in fact, I would prefer walking with them. I would cling on Mama's finger and off I could go. I could actually do five small steps now to my parent's delight. I could see their eyes shining every step I take. That's funny.

And Oh, by the way, have I told you that I dream of becoming a star one day? Hear me sing (ainsi font..) ..