The Weekend, through a toddler's eyes

Hi, I am Glory, and I am going to tell you about my weekend.

Weekends are special because i get to see a lot of Papa, Mama, Celeste and Aunty.

This weekend started with a trip to the neighbourhood playground. There was a sandpit! I was so excited but i didn't have my pail and shovel with me. A lady with three children had shovels and pails though. They were all playing in the sandpit happily, and i really wanted to join in.
The memory of Hello Kitty's adventures flashed through my mind, and I recalled that it's NOT common protocol to barge in and shout at the children.
Plus I knew the toys did not belong to me, so i couldn't just walk right up and play.
So I asked, "Please, can i ... the pail ?"
The Aunty answered on behalf of the children that i could, so i joined in! It was so much fun!

Mummy was right! The playground is so much more fun when there are friends to play with, and it's easy to make friends when you are friendly and polite to them!

Later, i saw another girl with a dog, and i used the magic phrase "Please, can i" again to get permission to sayang her dog. The CheChe was a Caucasian and didn't quite understand what i wanted to do, but another CheChe managed to tell the Caucasian CheChe what i wanted. The dog wanted to run around, so the CheChe had to forcibly hold the dog still for me to sayang. I guess the dog didn't enjoy it as much as i did.

 I had so much fun that I decided that i wanted to sayang a bigger dog too. I tried using "Please can i..." but Papa would have none of it. Isn't Papa strange? I'm sure the nice Uncle would have let me pat the German Shepherd if i asked politely.

On Saturday morning, I went to the beach!

Check out the beautiful blue sky and lovely weather!

And this time i brought my sand-pit toys!

And, as expected, knowing my mummy, she searched out a boy on the beach without sand-pit toys, enticed him over, and made me practise offering and sharing my toys. *roll eyes*

Children of teachers have it hard, i tell you. Everything in life is a secret object lesson.

The dark brown plops you see at the lower left corner are not poo. They're castles, and they're brown because Papa got me some wet sand. Yes, Papa's pretty serious about his sandcastles. He trained me in my room, making me fill my pail with imaginary sand, fill the molds with imaginary sand, count 1-2-3 and flip the molds over, and then tap-tap-tap on the molds to loosen the (imaginary) sand.

Which makes me the best toddler sandcastle-maker on the beach that day. Wee-hee!

Celeste still can't play with sand. Or maybe mama reckons the clean-up required doesn't justify letting her play. In any case, all she did was sit on the mat and eat.

I shared my box of raisins with her, which pleased Mama no end. She took like 3 video recordings of me feeding Celeste raisins, wtf. And she kept congratulating herself on the success of some Sisterly Love Project. Get a grip, Mama, i wanted to tell her, it's just raisins! But of coz, i held my tongue. Don't want to risk the raisins being taken away.

I also blew bubbles for MeiMei to catch. Yups, it's the bubble from Jireh's birthday! I really love it! When i pull the wand out, just the sea breeze alone is enough to produce many big bubbles!!

In the picture with me is my Aunty Charisma. She surprised us by bounding up a tree. She says she can even climb up a coconut tree, and she'll show us when we go to Cebu at the end of the year.

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Sunday is church day.

Church is where people gather to sing and talk about Jesus.

Jesus is a cool guy who loves children (his friends wanted to chase little children away but he stopped them. He also loves a short person hiding in a tree), loves me (this i know, for the bible tells me so), and can make a lame person walk and jump.

He's also known as God, or Lord, like when we say "Thank you Lord for the food we are about to eat Amen", we're actually talking to Jesus.

In any case, many people come to church. Like Kaijie, BenBen, Josiah, Shannon JieJie and Megan JieJie. And of coz, Godpa and Godma! =) I love seeing my friends at church!

But the waiting area's a madhouse i tell you! There are SOOOO many people! Here are some pictures i took so you can see what i mean.

check out the crowd i'm supposed to maneuver.

an uncle stops to say hi. His hair is very spiky.

Will the mosquitoes feel pain if they try to land on his hair?

Will my balloon burst?

Aunty Iris.

I told mama i like aunty iris, now whenever i meet her face to face i am too shy to say anything.

Aunty Agnes. See, i'm such a good photographer! Nice pic, right!

Ok, now gotta make a dash for it already.

Papa here?

Check.

Mama here?

Check.

Ok, i'll just follow mama's white skirt through the crowd.

Made it!

Good thing i can run so fast!

=)