Upon seeing this little felt learning pack at National Bookstore, I knew my son was going to enjoy it! You could rearrange and stick felt pieces on the felt board to create different fun scenes. Timmy got on it right away, peeling off the felt pieces gently. Then he eagerly placed the pieces back on […] Read more…
Archive of ‘Timmy Steps’ category
My Son Teaches Me About Gratitude
{Gratitude for the Moment. My son, living in the moment the way all kids do.} I was praying with my son a few nights ago, asking him to repeat after me: Me: “Dear Jesus…” Timmy: “Dear Jesus…” Me: “Thank you for Daddy.” Timmy: “Thank you for Daddy.” Me: “Thank you for Mommy.” Timmy: “Dear Jesus, […] Read more…
A Dollhouse for Boys
A dollhouse for boys? Why not? When my son was around 2 years old, my husband and I got a dollhouse, furniture and all. Our toddler was BIG on props. When he’d watch a movie and there was a house in the scene, he’d look for whatever structure was available at home (a box, a […] Read more…
Raising a bookworm
Raising a bookworm? This is what happens! On a car ride home with my sister: Timmy: Book! (Pointing out the window) My sister: Where? Timmy: There! (Pointing at the giant Globe Facebook ad outside Trinoma) Ninang: Ah ok. That’s Facebook. Timmy: B-O-O-K spells book! Facebook… Let’s go Facebook! He thought it was a bookstore! He […] Read more…
Kids say the darndest things
Kids say the darndest things. It was bedtime. The lights were out. Timmy had his head on my tummy and was pinching my tummy skin lovingly. “Mommy tummy pweedoh,” he said in the dark. “Guido?,” I asked, wondering if he was talking about one of the Cars characters. “PWEYdoh!,” he repeated, pinching my skin some […] Read more…
Poem about cherishing your kids
My Mom shared this poem with me over Facebook. After reading it out loud, I immediately hugged and kissed my son! Go read this touching poem about growing up and cherishing our children while they’re small. Read more…
Potty Training in 3 Days: Lessons from Lora Jensen
A week before I went back to corporate world (Feb 2013), I was panicking. My son wasn’t potty-trained yet. He was 3 years and 5 months old. He still pooped and peed in his nappy, and I was feeling the pressure because I was going back to work in 7 days. I was anxious because […] Read more…