Mickey Mouse and Elmo are Yllac's Woody and Buzz. YahknowhatImean? Also, If you're interested to know, I don't take photos when moving. So we're safe here.
Last Thursday, my chicken-little and I went out for a date. It was phenomenal. Because last Thursday was Yllac's very first cinema movie and mine too since I gave birth to him, so my heart has been jumping for joy since then. The whole experience was amazing. I think it's more of a big deal for me than for him. So forgive the gazillion of photos commemorating this special day for us. From getting our movie ticket to picking our movie snack, I gotta say, everything went smooth. Too smooth it scared me. He was holding my hand the whole time. Never letting go. It was a big moment for me as his momma and a little heart-pinching because my baby isn't a baby anymore. Obviously. Suddenly, he became this new person in my eye last Thursday. When I look at him, I can see a little dude. I can trust him to walk beside me or sometimes he'd let go of me but still maintaining that close walking distance between us. We're like ducks. He knows my quack. It's like we have this invisible string attaching him to me while I was clutching our small bucket of fries and a large soda and a huge bag on my shoulder, he was just following my every step and sometimes would hold to my skirt as his eyes roam around. I was really surprised and that's too too too cute for my book. And when I showed the cinema people my stamp he gladly showed his arm too. OH!That.Killed.Me. I let him sit on my lap at first and once he got comfortable he then took his own seat, covering his ears from time to time if the sound is getting too loud. Honestly, I'm not even sure if I followed the movie because I was glued to him the entire time. He would laugh and scream and move his hands mimicking the plane and clap, - oh the clapping, (most especially at the end) and I was just in complete awe. I mean, a heard of bongo-playing elephants could have stampede in front of me and I wouldn't care to move... I am completely in love with this little person so absorbed with his first cinema movie. And you know what that means...my life just got more exciting. So exciting, especially when he farted. So loud! A bunch of times! Oh well, after the fart, I was sure I got my baby back. Seriously Yllac, never ever fart on your first date. But it's okay, that's years and years ahead. Right now as his mom, I'm okay with the fart.
Happy Friday folks. I wish you a loooong and fun-filled weekend with the ones you love.
my top and skirt: thrift
Yllac Lorenzo Lozada: God's gift c",)
Yllac's pants: SM Kids