She wakes up looking for seahorse. I find it and give it to her. She then asks for turtle, and dolphin, and the rest of the pocket ocean friends. Our day has officially begun.
I turn off the computer while she gives the little creatures their marching orders for the day. We then go down and eat brunch because it was too late for breakfast and a bit too early for lunch. I try to cram for tomorrow’s exam while she plays with the dollhouse and reads some books. Then it was time for Nemo. And we watch it for the first time… with the pocket ocean friends, that is.
I give her a bath and prayed she would nap so I could cram some more. But it was Jessie of Woody’s roundup gang who fell asleep – tired and smothered with wet kisses after their laughing contest. Soon it was time for some chocolate chip cookies.
And I almost forgot that today is octopus’s birthday! We make a cake out of nanay’s fist and stick a pencil in the middle for a candle. After the 47th Happy Birthday song we blow out the candle and show octopus his present. He didn’t mind at all that we opened it for him — and, gasp, it was a handful of erasers that pretended to be candies which we pretended to eat and afterwards our hands smelled really really good.
After an early dinner she makes calamansi juice (lemonade), stirring and stirring and sipping a spoonfull at a time. And tatay was home at the fourteenth spoonfull.
This wonder of a three year old has been slipping through my fingers all the time.
But today, she didn’t.
Because I turned off the computer.
And I will turn it off again tomorrow.
And the day after tomorrow.
Until she’s fourty-four. Or until she’s married and doesn’t live here anymore. Whichever comes first.
