roadtrip series (feb.25-mar.10): beaches

now, don't get us wrong. while there may be many pictures of the beach, this was definitely not the main thrust, or even the main highlight of our roadtrip. of the two weeks we were on the road, we spent about 3 hours of that on the sand, and in the sun and waves. other than that, it was definitely the witnessing that was our focus, our job, and definitely, our highlight.

our first less-than-successful beach trip.

we got there at sunset. but it was definitely a beautiful sunset. this is catbalogan.

this was our second (and last) more successful beach trip. beautiful catarman.

finally. the shot all couples take: kissing in the sunset.

daddy and fatty

dava playing with her prized beach-washed-up-nature-junk, with daddy and aileen in the background.


beach bums

totally loving it

daddy going for a swim

while dava's content to play in the shallows (but she also loves braving the waves and swimming like a crazy person)

roadtrip series (feb.25-mar.10): the great commission

daddy doing the mass witness thing...



...and the personal witness too.



mommy witnessing on the ferry...

...and at the airport.

dava singing cmas songs in the summer. (this was a little "drinking before driving" break...while waiting to board the ferry. i'm serious.)

talking with the pilot and flight attendants...

...and with kids, of course...

...definitely, of course.

giving out tracts at the terminal...

and talking with some of the candy vendors.

roadtrip series (feb.25-mar.10): port allen

the beautiful port of allen. still, i say, the port of maasin was even nicer, much clearer.

sea gypsies, making us envy a dive (to the immediate left were the ferries).

dava, desperately hoping to get in on the action.

on the ferry. with the sea gypsies in *the background having their summer time swimming fun.

*the background. practicing their diving skills.

the sea gypsies purpose: taking a dive off the side of the ferry to collect coins thrown to the bottom of the ocean for them by the passengers..

roadtrip series (feb.25-mar.10): when jollibee saves the day

calbayog was officially the province that gave us our hardest test as crazy-faith missionaries. but, jollibee saved the day! at high-noon it was the choice spot for taking shade and air-con shelter, as well as a rest and play-place for the kids (well, rest for the baby...just plain play for dava). it also was able to bag the winning title of sponsor for my birthday dinner. hurrah!

birthday dinner

with maam sheryl

roadtrip series (feb.25-mar.10): liney's sleepy time story

hello, i'm the halfbreed who went up the hill and came down with all the naughtiness, leaving of course the inhabitants of the hill with no naughtiness, and therefore bestowing the term naughty upon myself.

once upon a time, when i couldn't find a pillow, i climbed up on my big sister who was sleeping next to me, and felt very proud of myself for my accomplishment.

we were sleeping so nice and soundly, so comfy cozy.

we were, that is, until i woke up...

oh yes! something tells me it's playtime!

c'mon, sleepyhead! play!





and then my mommy took me away! why? what did i do wrong? i guess i'll just have to try again tomorrow...

the end.

dava's 4th birthday

smiling her life away...


lighting her four cool color-flame candles (unfortunately you can't see the color too well in the pictures)

she wanted a dolphin and a shark. but a pink fishy did just fine by her. the boys were glad for blue-green bubbles and water.

the long and short of it...

i meant to do this for sam's birthday, but only got around to actually doing it on mine.

i have chopped my locks again.

the excuse i tell myself is my hair is still falling out (lord love nursing), and my bangs are vainly trying to hide the fact that they're actually growing hair (from all my hair that previously fell out...again: lord love nursing). the real reason: my husband. because i love fulfilling his wishes, one of them being that i cut my hair again. --and so i have.

so on my birthday i want to say thank you.

thank you sam for loving me, and in loving me, making me fall so deeply and madly in love with you.

thank you for being the one that i'll live the rest of my life with, and for making me realize that that's okay...better than okay...it's wonderful! (those who know the me i used to be, understand what i mean.)

on my 25th birthday i will officially tell the world that (a couple years ago) i officially said goodbye to "independent woman", and am unquestionably now dependent and loving it.

thank you sam, for being with me on this long, drawn out birthday, that started on the road (march 3rd, my "actual" birthday), "knocking and looking and knocking and looking" like mary and joseph for a place to stay (please not a stable!); slowly making its wending way through visayas and back to luzon, experiencing the virgin beauties of these paradise islands (do not judge the philippines by manila! shame on manila! northern samar, here we come!); finally having my "surprise" birthday party once we got back home, with a surprisingly good turn out (thank you everyone who came, forgive my unsocial nature, and going to bed even before it ended: pregnancy, you know); and then finally ending yesterday traipsing around makati, having lunch out (thank you cyma --and sean and suzi), hitting the theater, and then giving me a wonderful surprise ending of the day, making me fall in love with you only more and more.

i love you my love. i couldn't have asked for anyone better. i love you.

ps...more on our road trip coming...soon? i'll let you know.

pumpkin pie is in the oven

So, it goes a little something like this: I may be skinny, but I'm still flabby-blabby-wabby, my stomach muscles are still separated, my belly-button still sticks out like a baby's...and...I won't be able to do much about it til about another year from now, give or take. -- Because number 3's cookin'!

I'm bracing myself for the challenge of having 3 little ones under my wings, but I'm happy, Sam's happy, Dava's happy, and the baby...well, as long as she can keep nursing, she's happy too.

So, this is my official: I'm pregnant again! Hallelujah! Soon I'll have a whole pond-ful of hallelujah chorus frogs, or a tree-ful of monkeys, or a sty-ful of piggie wiggies, and a great deal of fun... :)

a very merry christmas...