A close friend called me a few weeks ago telling me that her biopsy went well. There was nothing to be afraid of since her doctor told her that everything is fine. It is such a relief since I knew that she was scared about it. She, in fact, cried when she was told she had to have a biopsy after going to the doctor to have her thyroid checked. She did not go to a Thyroid doctor austin because she is in Kentucky but I am sure she would have went through the same procedure just to rule out tumor or whatever. I am happy for her. She was told she has thyroid imbalance and was prescribed to take medications for it. I hope she will feel better and soon. I know she is worried about her health and I don’t blame her. It is not easy being sick what with the fear and all the expenses that comes with it.

The little girl is discovering new things each day. Now she knows that if she yells hard enough she gets mommy’s attention. Or that if she throws a fit (which is more cute than annoying, lol) she gets to “tell” mommy what is bothering her. But she is also getting very mobile, crawling and cruising whenever she is out of her playpen. She tried to get up the stairs and was not happy when I told her she cannot do it for safety reasons. She has tried it several times after that but mommy is too quick. She likes to get close to her brother, bothering him when he is online by slapping her chubby little hands in the keyboard and kicking him out of his game. She gets a kick out of that one and giggles like a nut. She likes to play with her brother’s toys more than anything. She is not so afraid of exploring anymore. I am the one who is afraid for her because I don’t want her to get hurt. I keep a really close eye on her but I know from experience that it is not a guarantee that she will not get hurt. I remember how the little man used to have all kinds of bruises and bumps that the husband and I actually thought about buying him a helmet (not a Scorpion EXO-1000 but something similar) and knee and elbow pads. Of course we did not buy any of that because we accepted the fact that he is a boy and will get into scrapes every now and then no matter how we try to avoid it. We got used to his antics and thought none of it until now that we have another active baby in the house. I hope that she will be more careful so she will not hurt herself. I know this is one of the things I have to look out for and after an active baby boy I thought I am prepared (and experienced) but I am not. It is just difficult I guess when one is dealing with a baby girl. But I will eventually get used to it. Somehow.

Last weekend, I asked the husband to trim my hair three inches because it was too long. I did not feel like going to the salon and I thought a little trim will make a difference. It did alright, because he did not only trim my hair, he cut and styled it. Or he tried to anyway. The first time he stopped he had a very nice style going for my hair. Then he told me he will have to trim the ends to blend it well but then he got very quiet while “working” on my hair. I knew that was a very bad sign. I touched my hair and I freaked out. Yelling and screaming ensued, mostly on my part because I was horrified at what was not in my head anymore. After a while of telling me to be still and me yelling at him to stop he eventually did. I got ready to go to the salon but not before the husband promised to buy me a new purse for the damage done to my hair. So I went and was lucky enough to find a salon that accepts walk-ins. The hairstylist was awesome, she talked to me and asked me what I wanted done to my hair and took her time cutting and styling my hair. She did a very good job considering what she had to work on. Now I am sporting a very short hairstyle which I actually like better. My head feels lighter and I don’t have to spend so long to groom my hair after every shower. I feel good and if the husband is to be believed, I look good. If you want to have an idea of what was done to me by the husband, just look at the picture I took.

This was just half of what was cut. This was taken after our first break, when he showed me a picture of what he did to my hair, before he accidentally cut my hair the wrong way which caused me to freak out. But that is all over and done with. My hair is short and I love it and more important, I got another satchel from Dooney and Bourke. Yay! I need to grow more hair and let him play with it. Maybe next time I will get to demand a Louis Vuitton

In my quest to look for a Netflix ready device, I ended up browsing at music related stuff. I say stuff because before I read the description, I did not know what rane sl 4 was. When I learned it is not the thing I was looking for, I went back one page and resumed my search. Then I finally figured out what I want to get, a roku. Or I think that was what it was called. See, I have a subscription to Netflix for about a year now. A few months ago I bought a nintendo wii because I got tired of watching movies on my computer. The wii is a Netflix ready device so I bought it thinking that the little man should be able to play with it when I am not watching a movie. Well, he acts like he owns the thing and will not leave it alone. He either plays wii sports or just browse at the available channels for demo and new games. Watching Netflix? What? I am lucky if I get to hold the wii remote once a day. Sigh! We do need another television but it is more expensive so I am starting out with something else if that makes sense.

It has only been a couple weeks (I think) since I posted about the little girl growing a tooth. Now she has four. Four! Right after one popped out in her lower gum, another one did in her upper gum on the opposite side of it. I used to laugh about how she tried to grind them together regardless of the teeth position. Now she does not have to do that since she has four and she can grind them all she wants without going to extremes over it. Two of her teeth popped out at the same time that I thought she might really be miserable about it. Thankfully she only had one sleepless night and that was that. She takes it in stride, my brave little girl does. She does not whine much and it does not take a lot to make her giggle. Oh, I love her giggles and four-toothed grins. She is so adorable. Her father is totally in love with his little girl and the little man is thawing on her as well. It took a while for him to warm up to another “baby” in the house but he is doing it. I can leave them to do chores and he actually talks to her or show her how to operate the Wii. Good job, kuya J. As for her teeth, I am happy she has a few out already so she can chew on food like a big girl. She likes my kind of food and I am seriously hoping she will not get tired of it. I want somebody to share the food I cook since the little man and the husband does not really like my choice of food. Soon I will have somebody to go with me to the Asian store for my twice in a month shopping spree. Yay!

One of my old friends from college is getting married. He posted about it on Facebook and he seems to be excited and cryptic about his messages at first until I asked him what the messages were all about then he told me. I am happy for him. He has been with the bride-to-be  for years now so I should say he knows what he is doing. I hope, lol. Anyway, I have been thinking about what to give him for his upcoming wedding. I could send a card (I cannot attend what with kids to take care of and distance) or better yet, send the couple a congratulatory gift from an array of choices from this store http://www.berries.com/congratulations-gifts-scg or send cash. Of course, being the practical person that he is, he might tell me to just send him cash, lol. But I still have time to decide what to get for them. I am happy that he has decided to settle down. I hope the couple a happy start for their lives together as man and wife.

One of the presents the little man received from his sister last Christmas is a set of carpentry tools. The tools are miniature but are made of the real stuff. I personally like his hammer because it is so cute. He puts on his belt, hard hat, googles, and he says he is ready to build a house, lol. He is silly. He loves the tools because it makes him feel special. We are happy that his sister knows what her brother wants. The other day while he was playing with said toys he told me he needs welding equipment as well. What for? To fix things, he said. I told him we will have to wait for next Christmas and see if Santa Claus will be bringing him ay welding equipment. I don’t even know if it is available in toys. Let us hope he will have forgotten about it, say, next week? Or mommy will be in trouble. Lol.

The little girl is growing another tooth. This time it is on the upper gum. I was thinking it should have been beside the one that popped out first but who am I to decide? I just think she looks so funny with the way her teeth are coming out. But she also looks so cute especially when she makes faces at me. She is also walking. Not much, just a few steps at a time, but she is surely doing it. Without hanging on to anything or anybody either. The other day while she was playing in the kitchen, she saw a box of macaroni and cheese, picked it up with both hands then got up and walked like she has been walking all the time. It was so cute! I wanted to shout for joy but I know she will get distracted and she might fall so I just smiled at her. When she squatted on the floor was when I told her she did a very good job which earned me a one-toothed grin. She is so adorable. She has been practicing walking in the kitchen (it is bigger than most rooms in the house), walking close to the wall so when she needs support she can lean on it any time. Did I tell you she is smart? She sure knows what to do. And she is very cautious which is a good thing because I have had a dare-devil of a son who was (and still is) not afraid of getting hurt so long as he got to do what he wanted to do. It is nice to bring a child out in public without the bruises and questions from other people. I hope she will continue to be cautious because the little man did a very good job of scaring me when he was the little girl’s age. I have kids that are so different from each other in personalities but who look almost exactly the same and I love them both.