My First Trick Called Strong

2008-06-12T08:51:00.000-07:00

I would not miss writing this post for the world. Today is a very interesting day for our whole household. Why? Because I just learned my first trick called, Strong.

The trick is actually very simple. When I'm in the mood and any of my mom, dad, and ate Maricel give me that distinct smile and say "Strong!", I put both my arms down, close my fist, chest out, head thrown a little backward, and I give them that cute-bad-boy look. It's a simple trick but history-worthy. The best thing about this, is the look I see on my mom and dad's face every time I do it. For some reason, they just look very happy and proud.

I bet my daddy is already itching to go to his office and brag about this new trick of mine.

Thanks for reading!

Pilot - My_Forgetful_Daddy

2008-06-06T20:37:00.000-07:00

A year ago I was almost non-existent. I was nowhere to be physically found on this earth although, I was well alive and actively kicking, and I mean that in a literal way (just ask my mom). During that all-I-did-was-sleeping time, out of all the billion people walking on this planet, only one person profoundly understood and felt my subtle existence, my mommy.

My mommy is an amazing person. She’s funny, loving, caring, cute (dad says its because of her Japanese, Chinese, and Korean-like eyes), and God-fearing. Basically, she’s the “Complete Package” (daddy’s line). Probably the reason why my father always say to her, “Now that I have you, I couldn’t ask for more”. And also, my mommy’s a 100% real “Cry Baby”. Want a proof? Watch the Willie of Fortune segment of WoWoWee with her and you’ll see.

And now, let’s move on to the next but equally significant person in my life, daddy! My daddy’s a great person too, both inside and out. Physically, he has this huge body frame. Let me tell you a secret, *Whispers* he used to work out. He oftentimes brags that he used to have a six-packed abs. But now that he’s married and has his own family to support, all those six packs merged and created a UNION. Now, he still mockingly brags about them, calling them full-packed belly.

But the best thing about my daddy is the love and dreams he has for me and my mom. If he begins talking about his plans for us, you better cancel all your other appointments for the day because dude, we’re talking here about larger-than-life dreams. This is going to be a whole-day appointment. Overall, he’s an amazing daddy. So amazing that he even created this whole blog for me *Chuckles*. Yes, my daddy’s the one writing this now, but I believe mommy is also going to be doing some writings on this blog herself, right Mommy? They said that when I grow up and they grow old, whenever I want to relive something in my past, these electronic documents can help me get started because by then, daddy is going to be probably drinking Memo Plus Gold to help him remember important things like... my name perhaps?

So, come on and join me on my journey by “Watching me Grow”.

PS: My name is Christian Kaleb Arbasa, but you can call me Chan-Chan for now. I was born on August 14, 2007 in Cebu City, Philippines. To this date, June 7, 2008, I’m 9 months old.

Argh! Daddy! One more thing about my dad, he is way too forgetful for a 23-year-old writer. See what just happened? He forgot to include my personal data in the main content of this blog that’s why he just inserted them using a Post Script. What a great way to end the Pilot blogepisode of my Watch Me Grow.

Way to go Daddy!

Don't we just look good together? If only Forever can be bought in department stores, I bet you a thousand bucks that it would worth a fortune more than Bill *Chuckles!*.

Watch Me Grow -- The Interesting Life of Chan-Chan

My First Trick Called Strong

Pilot - My_Forgetful_Daddy