Carli

Join us in welcoming our daughter Cara Callia Orendain. Born last March 14, 2005, she came into this world at 6.6 lbs - healthy and beaming with joy. This is her blog, written by her parents with her thoughts in mind. She has been a source of their renewed creativity, and hopefully she will someday enjoy reading these to herself.

February 21, 2006

Yuki-soba

In my first few blogs, if you still recall, I wrote about the other babies in my neighborhood. Yuki -- the boy in the picture -- who lives right behind our house, is one of them. His father is Japanese while his mother is Japayuki. Just kidding. She's a Filipina, and very pretty.

Now Yuki is rather chubby and was, in fact, twice his prescribed weight when he was just a few months old. His pedia thought he was too young to be a Sumo wrestler and so ordered him to go on a diet. Ha,ha, sorry to spill your secrets Yuki!

Yuki has already celebrated his first birthday last February, and has been attempting to walk since then. Even with the help of his yaya, he still wobbles a lot. I wonder if he really drinks milk or Saki.

Every morning when Daddy takes me out for a walk, Yuki throws his flirtatious glances at me. Sorry, you should do better than that, Yuki. I don't want to get your hopes up, but I'm telling you, I already have a good looking boyfriend -- my Dad. Anyway, you can tag along with your yaya whenever my dad brings me out for a morning stroll. Don't you think these morning walks are so enjoyable in our colorful and wonderful neighborhood.

Hey Gia, you should come and visit me soon so I can introduce you to my other boy friends in the neighborhood.

February 16, 2006

My Ponderosa Valentine's



Last Sunday, mommy had to go to work at Pondersoa -- her beautiful leisure farming project in Silang, Cavite. It was a Valentine event that had lots of kids' activities like cake decorating, card making, and other stuff.

There was also an 0verflowing chocolate fountain where you could dip marshmallows, strawberries, and apple cubes. It was so yum...yum...yummy!

Ponderosa weather is as cool, crisp and breezy as Tagaytay's. I had so much fun with daddy, crawling on the grass, smelling the roses, pinching the fresh produce harvested from Leisure Farms Tagaytay, and sampling pastries and wines (well, this was for big people only) from the various booths.

Right before lunch, I got a bit tired and restless so dad decided it was time to get some rest. He opened up the back of our CRV and transformed it into a first class playpen for me. That was the greatest idea dad had churned out that day. I was happy crawling around the back of the car while dad rested and watched over me.

As you can see in this picture, I am so at home at the height of my play time. How could it not feel like home? I had my fleece blanket, my bottle of milk, my milk and saliva drenched pillow, my finger puppets, and my own personal entertainer -- Dad. Ahh heaven!

Love you, Daddy -- you're my Valentine! MWAHH!

February 14, 2006

Ligths, Camera, Action!


Since my birthday is coming up in less than a month , mom and dad decided to let me have my first studio photo taken last weekend. We were all excited about the thought of having our pictures taken together, and to our surprise, there were a lot of people lined up and waiting for a shot at stardom.

When our number was finally called, we entered the room marked Studio #1. Mom, dad and yaya Menchie started to plan my poses. I was so distracted by my shoes and I could not really stay still. When the photographer arrived, she tried hard to capture my best pose.

Just imagine, Yaya Menchie and Mommy standing beside the photographer. Yaya was calling my name and making faces, while mommy was cheer leading and encouraging me to smile. And daddy? Well, he was hiding behind the wooden box I was sitting on and holding me still by the waist .

It was so much fun but I must say a little confusing. I didn't know where to look -- at Mommy and Yaya who were calling out my name or at Daddy who I thought was playing peek-a-boo.

I don't think I'd join show business. Just having my picture taken is so stressful already. Well, this is one of my better pictures - posted here. I'm not sure if dad will be able to use this for my birthday invitation. We'll see...

February 13, 2006

Bewitched

Aha! And you thought only Nicole Kidman could twitch her nose, of course not! Here in this picture taken at the studio last weekend, my able photographer has caught me twitching my cute nose.

I know, I know, Lola Betty insists I have a small nose. But how could that be true, how could I twitch my nose if it were truly very small. Well you guys be the judge. My mom and dad tell me, I have one of the cutest noses in the world. And of course I believe them, they know everything about me. As I mentioned in my latest blog, we'll just have to wait and see if dad will be able to work his magic and include this picture in my birthday invitation. Good luck daddy!

February 09, 2006

Finger Lickin' Good



For Christmas, my Ninang Joji gave me one of the nicest gifts any baby (or adult for that matter!) could have --a set of finger puppets. Now these are not ordinary finger puppets, they are mostly dinosaurs - well except for "the professor" whom I'm nibbling on in this picture.

He's the head honcho of these cute prehistoric creatures. They all look so funny and my dad has given each a name to match. There's Edward the Cool Dude who wears sun glasses; tough looking Bruno; Nemo who looks more like fish than a dino; Leonard who has spots like those of a leopard; Dopey, who has a crazy look on his face; ET who has two rounded antenaes sticking out of his forehead; Barney who's colored purple and who my daddy says is gay; Horney who has one huge horn on his head; and Snoopy who -- you guessed it -- looks like Charlie Brown's pet.

You can see some of the dinosaur puppets hiding from me because they know that in my house, unlike in Jurrasic Park, it's me who does the eating. You should try these little puppets. They're finger lickin' good.

Maybe I should bring them over to Gia when I visit her next time. I can't wait till my fingers grow a bit bigger so I can put them on for story telling time. In the meantime, what do you think Dad, are you up to it for a puppet show?

February 07, 2006

Toy Swap Fun


My ninang Evie had this bright idea of swapping her daughter Gia's toys for my own cheap and fairly over-used toys. It was an excellent idea. As you can see in this picture, this gym-sort of contraption is very handy as a walker for me. I use it to support my chunky butt as I try to stand and walk around. A lot of Gia's toys are fun as well. I love the hand teether that has various embossed designs on its tips. They're delicious!
Tita Evie suggests that we continue this toy-swapping thing so we can all benefit from other kid's toys which become all new when in the hands of a new baby. Thanks so much Tita Evie and Gia. Let's try to find other kids to swap toys with!

Fan Day


Hi Tita Lissa! I finally twisted my daddy's arm to send mom our picture together.

Tita Lissa Pastor was my mom's classmate in law school. But as you can see, none of them look like lawyers. Tita Lissa looks so pretty and smart. This picture was taken at Gia's grand party at Dencio's in Harbour Square ( i think that's the name). Anyway, as you can see in the background, there is a huge titanic slide which Tita Evie rented for Gia's party.

Tita Lissa insisted on having her picture taken with me cause she said she is a fan of mine. How sweet! . Anyway, if that's true, I hope you keep on reading my blog Tita Lissa! Mwah!

February 06, 2006

Doctor Quack Quack


After my outing in Barrio Salvacion in Quezon, I developed a bad cough. It had lingered for such a long time that mom and dad decided to bring me to the doctor. My doctor, Arneil Suratos is pedia-pulmonologist. I don't really know what that means, but mom says he's my cough doctor. Dad took the opportunity to take my picture here when I was having my appointment. Thanks Dr. Suratos, I'm finally cured of my cough and cold. I hope to see you next time for my well-baby check up.