Back on track

Batangthomas is back on track, although we haven't seen his bone doctor yet six months after he was last checked on. Today we're on rigorous reviewing for his final exams (well... mostly because we aren't able to to do it on a daily basis because of our work schedule -- we are really all spent usually when we get home). We now send him to school where he walks by himself from the gate through the school grounds up to the 2nd floor where his section holds classes. He dances wackily and runs like crazy although there are times when he'd complain of leg fatigue. He's consistently been on the honor roll :) Here are some of his recent 'works'-- :)












Other than his 7th birthday celebration, he went out on three rather memorable events with family as soon as his broken thighbone was broken no more: One is a family trip, his Tatay's side, with grandparents Papa and Mama, his cousins and Tiyo and Tiyas to Bicol, where he first learned to appreciate the farm and the countryside's crisp cool air (although for some reason it didn't help in preventing a major asthma attack). His favorite thing to do was ask permission "Pwede po ba kaming maglakbay?", request to wear Mama's boots, and leisurely trek the surroundings of Papa and Mama's hut looking for dragonflies with his cousins.





Second would be his mid-November field trip with teachers, classmates and prep-school friends. The kids were taken to the Crocodile Farm in Paranaque, Kids Power and Manila's Museong Pambata, and shown Lights and Sounds on Rizal at the Luneta Park. I think the school did a good job in planning a mix of the biological and social sciences exposure for the kids. In particular the Museong Pambata is a both a fun, educational and historical treat for kids.



The other would be his December 31 date with Loloheart and Lolaheart (who rarely goes out on trips due to the condition of her pelvis/right thigh) , where we were treated to Ongpin's MXT's (formerly Maxim's Tea House) super-generous combo meals (P75-P95 for a quarter leg of chicken, rice, pancit canton, iced tea plus) . The afternoon was wonderfully concluded when we chanced upon an old Davenport train displayed along unused rails just outside Star City along Roxas Boulevard on the way home. I'm a bit frustrated that we cannot find Batangthomas' photos pretend-driving the train or standing by its door as if he were the conductor. He really enjoyed that moment and the silver-lined clouds behind the pictures we took made that afternoon even more symbolic and memorable. (Photos from the internet -- the train in Star City looks close to the one below, only it was painted red and had black wheels.)