Manila trip - September 2009

Hi Everyone.

It's been a long while since I last posted, mostly because of my deadbeat Dad who fails to download all his photos in a timely manner. All that nice camera gear for absolutely nothing.

MTD, Lolo, and I decided at the lats minute to drop into Manila for a quick visit to see Great-grandpa Lolo Pula, and Lola. It was my 3rd visit since I was born, but it was much different this time around because I KNOW HOW TO WALK NOW...and won't put up with being strapped into a seat for more than 20 minutes at most.

Walking is great, except for the fact that I'm going to be crotch height for a while. I can't walk more than 10 steps in a public place without having someone's rear end or crown jewels right in my face. Does anyone else realize how bad the air is down here? Farts galore I tell you, and I would like to make a public service announcement that IT IS NOT OKAY TO FART AROUND BABIES.

Enough of my rants...enjoy the photos.



G.G. Yatco stands for Generosa Gana Yatco, who was my great great great grandmother. 1934 was when this Sungka game was made. MTD told me that it was a really fun game to play, but I tried to turn it on and looked for the touch screen - but I couldn't figure it out. Call me old fashioned, but I'll wait until they release an Ipod Sungka app instead.



If you ever go to a Filipino house and see a little pail next to the toilet...DO NOT DRINK OUT OF IT. You can however find two of them and use them as a pair of ghetto skates.



Here we are in Binan visiting the Yatco Mausoleum. Please...no one get up even though I'm really really really close to this burning hot candle.



We have a Gymboree near our house in Alabang, and we tried to go there often to play around. Usually, the Yaya's (Nanny) are the ones who bring the kids there while their parents do more important things like be rich and watch soap operas. As you can see by the photo, MTD fit right in.



My cousin's Sam, Ethan, and Me being social.



Me and Tita Gillian goofing off at Max's Chicken.



Me and Lolo! Check it out...NO CAR SEAT! YAY!

Learnin' to feed myself

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Just a photo of me and my dog.

This is Money, the good dog who didn't bite me.

I'm a champ!

Peeing and wiping, what do you know about that?

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I'm 18 months old yo!

Well, my battle royale vs. Diesel is healing nicely.

Here's what it looked like shortly after.



So I've just crossed the 18 month old barrier, or 1.5 years for those of you who can't add very well. To celebrate this momentous occasion, Bad (fun) Auntie Michelle paid us a quick visit all the way from NYC, and Tita Marga & Uncle Brian made the drive south from Long Bizzeach to hang out. Bad Auntie has been MIA a bit competing in Triathalon's. With all that running and working out, she'll have the body of a Thai ladyboy in no time.

Here's a few photos from my grand day. We set up a makeshift semi-amateur-cheap photo studio complete with fluorescent lights and umbrellas. Who would've have known you can get all this for $150 on eBay.

"Heil Elmo"







Addy: "The itsy bitsy spider..."
Mommy: "Secret...strong enough for a man, but made for a woman"



My handsome father

It's not polio, it's a monkey! You guys are horrible at charades.



Lomotan Fun Day!



Insert really really really really gay comment here

When Shih Tzu's go bad

Note to sef - don't surprise the dog.

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Old Poway x Balboa Park x OC Fair

Hello fans. It's been a busy few weeks with plenty of visitors and we've been hittin' up every joint around town. A few things have developed since I last posted.

1.) I'm allergic to Peanuts. Now, before you go blaming MTD for my deadly allergy, note that it's not hereditary. MTD is allergic to ALL nuts EXCEPT peanuts, so together we're complete.

2.) I can talk. Here's a short list of some words I know: Mommy, Daddy, Buddy, Money, Diesel, Nono (Lolo), Nona (Lola), Gamma, Sh*t, Rebecca, Wha' Happan', Dumb, Poo Poo, Pee Pee, Ouch, Button (aka MTD's nipple), iPod.

3.) Things I can't say. "I love you" & "Please"

4.) I pee in the toilet in the morning

5.) I can solve spelling puzzles on my iPod touch. Yes, believe it.

Here's some photos...

Poway



Auntie Christy...can I say a few words now?



This is how my doggy goes pee



OMGwhyareyoulettingthisdogsmellmybutt.



So I was walking around Balboa Park with Uncle Brian, and this old guy randomly grabs my hand! Way to go parents, the guy could have been a total Asiapedophile, could've had a booger on his finger, could have run off and kidnapped me...all while you guys sit there in the background and laugh. Although, by the looks of it I don't think he could've run very far.



Here I am again entertaining my parents with my doggy pee imitation trick. So immature...



What a lucky kid...I bet HIS parents share their cigarettes. Mine are stingy.



I bet this ride is gonna suck. BTW, the limit is 36" tall. Way to break the rules yo'



Yup...this ride did suck. Way to emotionally scar me dude. I'll send you my therapy bills.