my baby made me really proud.
he has big, dark and deep set eyes. very depictive of his papa.
he is 4 months old, moreno like his papa, takes a liking to wearing white socks and mittens. he drools a lot but i guess that's just the way they are at this stage. he seems smart. he doesn't cry much and talks only when necessary. and he has faces too! very surprising for his age actually. he smiles, he smirks, he frowns, and you know when he's curious. his name is cousteau. after the great marine explorer jacques cousteau. one of the very few that inspire me.
i have been trying to put off writing this entry until i set up a photoblog for him or at least until i get decent pictures of him but i can't help it, i am beyond myself with bliss. cousteau is my chihuahua. cy gave him to me last valentines (i gave him an ipod) and we had our first obedience training session a few hours ago. cousteau was fantstic. he walked proud, like the pure bred baby that he is. jun, the trainor commented on many things which made me puff up with pride. my baby, jun said, had a good, apple-core shaped head, has a good fawn-colored fur that turns white at the tips, his feet, the tip of his tail, his snout, as if he's wearing socks and mittens and he's really smart, quick to learn and consequently easy to teach. oh, i could have risen off the floor if i hadn't gotten hold of the nearby table where i kept cousteau's stuff. i brought his water dispenser, some tissue just in case he had to go which ever number and some treats to the roofdeck of the condiminium where jun and i taught my baby his tricks.
we're having another one this coming friday. and if anybody asks, i'm using the money i got from teaching at dlsu (well half of it anyway, i went on a shopping spree yesterday getting myself a nike bag, a new pair of classy white slip-ons, 2 new shirts i couldn't pass up... i was planning to buy the white mango bikini i saw the other day but somebody already bought it when i came by the store *sob*) to pay for his training.
i am so excited. i have never felt so alive. a lot of things has been happening and i'm liking where i'm heading. for one, i finished the initial mock-up for weddingcakesbysylvia (upstrat's 2nd or 3rd client) and i'm not just about to post it yet here until sylvia signs it off despite cy's relentless pestering. my blockmates and i are finally going to have another get together. the iterinary, virgin beach resort this may 13 for the am and it's off to tagaytay for the night. cy's coming and susanna's eager to finally meet him. and there's the dlsu ccs planning/team building this may 18 (the sy starts at may 29). my spanish lessons is also coming up (finally, i'm finally going to be able to continue the language) and of course, there is the list of summer movies that cy and i are planning to catch. it looks like may becomes me. ^^
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as for growing up, well the first sign of it is when you're ready to think for yourself and decide for yourself. but more importantly, the ability to stand for those two things in the face of opposition even from those you hold dear. buying the grocery or keeping stuff neat and tidy is child's play. i've been doing them, among many other things like paying the bills (electricity, water and when i graduated, the rent and association fees) ever since 1st yr college and they never made me feel any more mature. and the body clock that was almost automaton i prided myself in college is coming back after a month of absence. i guess what i'm trying to say is that there are many aspects to maturity and although handling responsible stuff like those is a tiny step closer to maturity, it's just the tip of the iceberg. anyone can play house. even the kids can do it. if you want to be really mature, try obtaining emotional and intellectual maturity.