Many thanks to those who commented, I am also inviting you to please rate my blog and comment at YouSayToo, this way I will know how to properly categorize my blog and what I need to do to improve my contents. Anywho, these are my answers to each:

Thanks Hazel. My son is trained to cook, clean and after himself, organize his stuff so when he decides he wants to live alone, he can take care of himself with no nagging worries on my side. My daughter on the otherhand is just starting to learn these chores. Actually, most of the time she’s too much of a giver because she treats all her playmates which is a shock for me when I come home from my part-time work, either the cookies I bought is already gone! But I’m not worried too much about it, I guess she just needs a little more training to restrain herself from being an overboard giver.

I really pray for that Rossel, when their father and I we’re still together we worked as a team to discipline and care for them, we often talk about how we’re going to do things for the kids, we plan for them. Their father used to care for them in such a way, everything they need is met and on time. That helped me and the kids a lot in coping with these major changes.

Hi MushaMommy, yes they are sweet and helpful, and most of the time they’re patience testers, but it comes with the territory. My goal is for them to continue growing in love and discipline so by the time they have their own families, they know what to do and their marriage won’t suffer like what happened to me and their father.

A lot of people does say I have beautiful kids, thanks very much too. Well, I just hope that they pass on the care to their children and grandchildren, it will make me accomplished. I visited your blog too! Thanks for visiting me here Chubskulit!

Again, my sincerest gratitude to all of you! Have a wonderful weekend everybody!

I just found this photo sprawled on the floor. It was crumpled. Of course I already knew what happened, just don’t know who between the two of my kids did it. The photo was supposed to be kept in my files which is located in a top drawer that has a lock. And I can’t and kept on wondering what could it be this time. Earlier I heard the playmates talking about their fathers.

This is a photo of their father in one of his company business travels, if I’m not mistaken, this should be in Singapore though…poor memory now.

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After they went home, my daughter fed her baby cat with milk in a feeding bottle since the kitty is still some days old, I found her sprawling for life in the streets, probably abandoned by the mom cat or gone astray.

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