My little cutie pie was made a star during their recent production in her school’s foundation week celebration. All the students were assigned “Houses” and each house was composed of students from all year levels starting from the toddler class to high school. Maxine was made part of Red Agila, which she was so proud of though I doubt she understands it hehe. Since she was the youngest, and the cutest (stage mom alert!), she was the baby and as I said the star. During their practices (I brought her to school during these times because I played nanny when Mama just had her operation), I saw how all her other house-mates take care of her. They were playing with her, carrying her around, and basically vying for her attention. It was too cute for words!
Come the day of the actual presentation, or the field demonstration, where all the Houses will showcase their production numbers, she made a grand entrance, riding a tricycle-turned-mini-float dressed up with a bazillion paper flowers. She was the cutest bee! Her Dad said (I was again absent from this!) that she didn’t actually dance, rather just stood there and be cute. I didn’t think she had any inkling that they were entertaining the guests. And the best thing–their team won for best performance, yay!
Our toddler gamely woke up at the crack of dawn one weekend to join her schools’ fun run, which is part of their foundation week celebration. I remember Ate Mischa had her first when she was in Kinder, and Maxine is much younger now in Toddler. She actually had fun according to the Dad, and even cried when they went home. Haha! Hope she’ll be fitter and more athletic than poor old Mommy 🙂
Ain’t she the cutest nurse?
Yesterday, she and her classmates participated in their school’s Community Heroes’ Day. We scouted for her costume at the local market near us, and I am glad I didn’t have to buy online or in more expensive stores. Thank goodness for that spate of non-working holidays.
As I have posted on FB, I am really sorry for always missing her school activities. I hope she and even Ate Mischa don’t hate me too much. It is for them that I choose work over them sometimes. I would never choose work because I love my work more, but because I have to.
Because I already took a leave of absence on Maxine’s birthday, I could not come with her during her first United Nations activity in school. Her class was picked to represent the South American region, and I have long bought her costume when I had the chance to pass by a costume store. She looked so pretty as Ms. Venezuela! I let wake up early that day so I dress her up and take her photos. Sorry, anak, hehehe.
Thank God for mommy friends in school and FB pages, I was able to see her performance and other photos while in school.
We will now have two kids in school. You would often hear parents “Don’t grow up too fast!” or “Where did time go?” in relation to bringing up kids. One minute they’re tiny, the next they’re spreading their wings and flying away from their nest. I’ve had these moments every time Mischa tries on thing after thing. But now it is the bunso‘s turn. Come August, she’ll join the throngs of school children. Earlier this month, we had her assessed at Mischa’s old pre-school, and been found that she can start toddler class. It is safe to say that she aced the “entrance exam”.
Some might say she maybe too young since she’ll be two months shy of being 3 by the time class opens. As with Mischa, there is really no pressure about her academics. For both of them, I just want the opportunities to learn and explore. As early as now, I want to expose her to the world, no matter how little the world maybe to her at this time. For her to just go beyond the confines of our house, and not be limited to our circle, her toys, and the gadgets around. And mostly, I just wish for her to have an alternative venue to expend her energies creatively.
With joy in my heart and tears just at the brim of my eyes, I watched as my eldest proudly received her diploma, her certificates of recognition and her lone medal last Friday. Wow, I can’t believe the tiny, helpless being I used to change diapers and sing lullabies to has finished three years of school with flying colors! Her daddy and I are most proud of all her achievements! Not to sound bitter or defensive, while she may not have as much medals or certificates as some of her classmates, I truly believe that her potential is much greater than what her teachers sees or recognizes. It goes far beyond what she manifests in her daily school work. She may not be the studious or even pabibo type, but I know and have seen that all her talents are there waiting to be honed. She just needs proper mentoring that may not have been present at her school. Her creativity, passion, wit cannot be contained within the four walls of the classroom, and maybe beyond the capacity of her teacher to mold.
We love you so much, anak. Keep up the good work. Whatever you do, mommy and daddy will always be your fans.
With her classmates who I’m sure she will greatly miss.
In a series of “lasts”, Mischa had her last year end party at her school today. We accompanied her, and even gave small tokens for her classmates.
It was nothing fancy, what with the class bringing potluck, and participating in games. We let Mischa bring some brownies and polvoron. Had fun chatting with other mommies who were also waiting for their kiddos.