Posted by Mommy Woobie on March 12th, 2008 in Baby Quirks, Proud Mommy
We put him on his bike/rocking seat and popped the Cars video, and here’s what we got. The facial expression Cars fanatics have when they first see McQueen doing the Ka-chow poses.
The eyes were wider and the squeals were louder before I took this shot but I was lucky enough to catch this expression before he vigorously started rocking the horsey… er rocking bikey.
For all my complaints about watching Cars with my son over and over, I am actually loving the diversion it creates. For an hour at least he’s focused on the TV and not climbing chairs.
But we still need a Cars sequel. 
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Soda or Milkshake? With Burgers and Fries!
Posted by Mommy Woobie on March 12th, 2008 in Mommy Thoughts
I had one big argument with my mom a long time ago about credit cards. As soon as I got a job, i applied for one and told her about it. She was appalled at the “pretend that you have money” connotation of using credit to purchase stuff. I proved her old-fashioned theory wrong when after a year or so of shopping with plastic, I was able to maintain a comfortable lifestyle with minimum financial problems.
See, i view real money and ‘I owe you’ money as I view the present and the future, respectively. I save my cash at hand and spend the IOU cash on groceries, secure in the knowledge that my future earnings are paying for what I eat now. And, if I do not make much in the future, I still have the money I saved up to pay for my mistakes in planning. Simply put, credit is an extension of my present resources, a fall back of sorts.
She finally saw the light and got one for herself. No, I did not get a supplementary card for her, but i did for my sister. After all, i can bully my sister into paying on time but not my mom.
;D
Posted by Mommy Woobie on March 10th, 2008 in Mommy Alert, Philippines
The title is inspired by a comment on this post discussing the abductions that have become rampant all over the Philippines’ largest island (Luzon) in the past weeks. My family told me that the broadcast was sent over the local station in our province 2 weeks ago, but it wasn’t until tonight that the magnitude of these seemingly ‘isolated’ kid abductions hit me.
Someone from my area of residence lost her child to this abductors. They took some of his organs and left him dead on a deserted location with a note saying sorry and a wad of cash (twenty thousand pesos or 500 USD) on the dead kid’s stomach.
Please, if you’re Filipino, let the world know how Filipino children are losing their lives to some international syndicate operating to collect organs from here and selling them abroad. Missing kids, one or ten at a time, wouldn’t matter much to some, but their parents are people like us who love their children. Fearing the worst, and grieving.
If I have to seal my house now, I will, but I am too scared to go out to buy mortar.
… and I can’t sleep either.
Posted by Mommy Woobie on March 6th, 2008 in Baby Quirks, Proud Mommy
Dear Pixar Studios,
Is there a way for parents worldwide to petition for the release of a Cars sequel? If there is, I will be at the spear head, rallying for parents to sign the petition. They will sign, I will make them.
See, my son developed an unhealthy addiction to this movie and insists on watching it at least once every day. I have by now memorized each and every dialogue, including the pauses. I can hear the soundtrack in my mind. I have accepted that for the next year or so, I will be spending a lot on Cars merchandise and toys. These aren’t bad things, but if you can, please create a sequel so that I may listen to something new.
Your movie is a classic, and I love it.
Desperately yours,
Mom of a 2-year-old Cars Fanatic
Posted by Mommy Woobie on March 5th, 2008 in Mommy Thoughts
I have rightfully earned the reputation of a tightwad among friends and acquaintances because of my penchant for the cheap. Sometimes, my frugality even becomes an ice breaker in a party (”This is Woobie. She will plan a party for you at zero budget”). I laugh it off, but proceed to wow them when I dish out my ideas for an extremely sassy but very cheap party.
The internet made it easier to plan for a party. As I rarely get paid for my suggestions (because obviously the one asking is a cheapskate too!), I point people to sites that will save them time and resources. People my age have been bitten by the wedding bug and lately I have been asked time and time again if I know a place where they can buy low cost invites.
I discovered a site that sells cheap wedding invitations. Some of the more elegant designs sell at less than a dollar per invite. Most couples prioritize the reception and the giveaways, and when budget is limited, they settle for invitations that just don’t cut it. However, my travels around the net have proven that there are places where they can buy classy but affordable cards.
Posted by Mommy Woobie on March 2nd, 2008 in Mommy Alert
I see shirts that say “please do not feed the models” or “please do not feed the animals” and always laugh inwardly.
I remember the time when I was pregnant with AJ and the cravings were horrendous. I was told to follow a strict regimen comprising fruits, a certain amount of fats, proteins, lots of fibre and lots of milk. I was also told by my doctor to stop munching chocolates. And “yes, woobie”, she said, “even dark chocolate”.
I could have written a whole dissertation on the benefits of dark chocolate, how it’s mostly made up of alkaloids like coffee; and I could even have cited hundreds of sources saying that chocolate uplifts emotional status and promotes a feel-good attitude, but my OB-GYN wouldn’t listen.
The only time I never really wanted to eat anything was when my officemates would ask me if I wanted something from 7-11 or Ministop. For some reason, I hated the thought of eating anything from convenience stores when I was preggy. I would even ask people to get rid of the wrapper when they would buy stuff for me from the store. If I make myself believe that the food was bought somewhere else, I won’t gag when I eat it.
My other friends told me they also had pet peeves during pregnancy. One girl said that her pet peeve was clothes. She had a dress that she hated so much while she was pregnant, but couldn’t get rid of it because it’s branded. She then buried it beneath the other clothes and would slam the closet door once a day to show her spite.
These things are so funny now, in retrospect, but if you laughed at me then when the cravings were killing me, I would have given you a piece of my mind… loudly. XD
Posted by Mommy Woobie on March 2nd, 2008 in Baby Basics, Family Quirks, Mommy Alert
When I was single, I never minded when people told me “your style is so last year”. In fact, I was very amused that people will pay so much attention on clothes and accessories.
This is the reason why I am confused at the feeling of inadequateness which stems from people asking my child directly (though I know it is definitely directed at me), “Hello. Your mom dresses you funny?” This is often said by family and relatives, not by strangers, so I am supposed to laugh it off right? The problem is, I couldn’t.
I’ve been browsing magazines and looking at fashion sites trying to acquaint myself with the nuances of the fashion world. I looked for fashion schools new york first because I read that new york fashion schools are the most up to date in terms of fashion trends and forecasts.
The hubby has his own sense of fashion, and he is the first to joke that I am color blind when it comes to picking clothes for our son to wear when we go out. I try my best to match colors, socks and shoes, but sometimes I have to admit that my own sense of fashion is reflected in the way I dress my son.
Baby fashion is so dynamic. We go to gatherings and I see moms parading their sons and daughters clothed in the latest styles. Doesn’t brand even matter? I mean, even if my son’s going-out clothes are mismatched, they are branded! Socializing as a mom is so different from that as a single girl. (sighs)
My hubby told me that the way I think now is a symptom of being a Stage Mom someday. I respond spitefully and tell him, “It will help if you stop calling me color blind!” I mean, being color blind is a guy’s trait (genetically heritable), so there’s no way that I am clinically color blind. Perhaps when we migrate to the US, he will earn a lot and send me to a fashion school in new york.
We put him on his bike/rocking seat and popped the Cars video, and here’s what we got. The facial expression Cars fanatics have when they first see McQueen doing the Ka-chow poses.
