Friday, September 28, 2012
Baby Dax accidentally bumped her mouth on Ate Bob and lost her fronth tooth while playing horseback riding. When her Mom got home, she reported the incident right away and ask her if she could buy a new tooth for her. When her Mom answered yes just to drop the conversation, she added "I want the pink one Mama". :) Pink it is!
Thursday, September 27, 2012
this email to my officemates has to find its way in my blog in one way or another (walang masulat eh)...
Dear All (parang boss lang) :)
Due to my sudden request for leave which may extend presumably for another 10 days starting this monday i am asking for your consideration and a little help in filling in for my hanging work (cge na :) wala kayong choice iisa isahin ko kayo :)
sir frank ikaw na unahin ko :) (by virtue of wisdom and sound mind and never mind. hehehe. di ko na sinabi ha. basta alam mo na un), paki asikaso naman si toshiba at nagmamadali un sha. paki print na lang ng SV and endo. ung RI ako ng bahala padalhan ko sila mamya. titingalain ko sa langit mamya ung ilalagay ko wala akong docs dito sa haws. pangalawa (kala mo isa lang ha, :) meron pa. si P2M, although ni forward ko kay shiela, tayo pa din kase ung pumunta dun sa kanila so ikaw pa din pipirma sa SV. ung RI nagawa ko tsaka ung endo at SV ata. in short for printing na lang at signature nio ni vivs. thanks popsie. pag may naghanap sakin jan sabihin mo lang umuwi sa providence ko (new zealand). hehehe. parang mas maganda sweden ata. :)
shie, tutal eh ako naman iniwan mo last time ng nanganak ka kay gang gang ng LLDA mo eh di pagkakataon ko ng makaganti sayo. hehehe. makaganti daw o. in short, ikaw muna in charge mag log in ng mga EIA applications natin jan. sabagay magkadugtong naman pusod natin sa mga applicaitons eh. salamats. pati na din ung mga ni forward ko sa email mo paki asikaso na din.
bimbo, happy birthday nga pala. di na ako maningil wala naman ako karapatan at di naman ako nag cecelebrate. hehehe. pero in behalf of the group singilin na kita. mag pa tsupageti ka naman jan sa kanila. samahan mo na ng brochalad. hehehe. nangangayayat na jan ung iba. lalo na si jesi at laging uma arkelly daw sabi ni john. di ko nga ma gets kung ano un. cguro ibig sabihin non, walang puknat na pulot gata araw gabi. hehehe. tama ba jesi? back to work, na notice nio last time ng sa tranining tayo lagi akong tayo ng tayo. actually, uneasy na tlaga ako non kse masama na pakiramdam ko. buti na lang andun si bimbo para mag notes. hehehe. in short bim salamat at ikaw ang gagawa ng agreements na hindi ko nagawa during the workshop. pabigay na lang kay vivs after.
esi, padilig naman ng wheat grass ko. ganon talga pag bagong asawa, to borrow johns words, arkely lang ng arkelly mula araw hanggang gabi. dahil ang balita, wlang tulugan. ano daw. hahaha.
li, wala naman ata akong ihabilin sa iyo. hehehe. pakurot na lang kay tabaching ching zach. hapi birthday din. kasama ka din
dun sa mga nasingil ko kay bim sa taas. actually di pala ako sila pala kase wala akong karapatan. (kulit ko :)
tin, wala din ata. hhehehe. ingats sa mga byahe mo.
mich, ala din. mag vegan vegan ka lang lalo. okay yan. nga pala, pagpunta ni garci edwin sindakin mo ulit. alam ko takot un sayo. nyahaha.
un lang guys and canine. nga pala vivs, ikaw nang bahala jan sa mga others at special concerns na may kinalaman sa akin.
teka, nga pala siguro nagtatanong kayo bkit ako nag leave. i almost forgot. hehehe. inglesin ko ng onti andito kse si ate bob sa tabi ko nag tatanong ng mga sinusulat ko. as per doctor's advice from the famous makati medical center, i have to take a leave depending on the lab results to be released on monday to take a rest and feel and smell some provincial air due to pollution in the metro that has created complications in my heart and lungs. :) (angina pectoris, acute bronchitis at kung anik anik pa. ang anik anik na yan wag nio nang alamin. hehehe.)
thank you vivs. i'll send the leave form and the med certificate to HR once I have it on monday. syempre, pag bagong aswa tlga normal ung arkelly nayan. hehehe. hanggang jan lang. peace. whehehe.
anyway, two weeks lang naman. lugi nga ako kse bawas sa aking leave credits ( ang tanong, may leave credits pa ba akong natitira? hehehe. good luck kay batman.) tsaka nga pala vivs, sabi ng mabait kung doktor, wag din daw muna ako mag travel muna. akalain mo un naisingit ko pa ung itanong sa kanya :) hahaha. pero totoo. (salamat kay jesi nakakuha ng idea ng mag leave ng 2 mos). dont get me wrong, di ako mag leave ng 2 mos. kay jesi kaya di bawas sa leave credits nya. hehehe.
for now, kelangan kung magpalakas at magpataba daw. ungas ung doktor ko na un. sabi ko hindi ako pumayat kse nag da dayet dietan talaga ako eh. ayaw maniwala. fayn kung ayaw. payat na kung payat. hehehe. 3 lbs lang naman binaba ko eh. after nga ng tinimbang ako nakangiti ako ng todo kse pumayat ako, un pala demerits sakin at pumayat ako. tsk tsk tsk...
tama na nga to. haba ba. ciao.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
It's Ate Bob's 2nd year this time in Manila International Book Fair. This time, Grammy tagged along as she was in town just for the weekend to take a peek at her newest grandchild courtesy of my older brother. Last year though, we were able to grab the opportunity of listening live to Tito Jun's of Lampara Books. When we got there last saturday, there was no story telling session but there was a Bible Quiz Bee.
Since Ate Bob loves reading books, we almost spent the whole afternoon hopping from one booth to another. I think we could even spend the whole day there if not for grandma looking tired and all.
Her love affair with books started when she was two years old. I remember before she turned 2, she can already read the alphabet and can read road signs. The condo where we live before was still on construction phase and had safety signs all over place and then one time she just keep on reading the signs, "No ID No Entry" "No boots, No hat, No Job". At first I could not believe that she can manage to read those thinking that her yaya might have mentioned it to her. And so when we got home I got a piece of paper and started writing simple words and voila indeed my 2 year old can read. Just like Jose Rizal my neighbors used to say.
When she started school, she was exempted in the screening as we told the pre-school coordinator that she can already read not just single words but sentences complete with feelings. And so they were amazed when they let her read books used for higher grades. Ever since she started to read, our house has become like a library. My wife being a librarian perhaps have something to do with her being a bookworm.
Trips to grocery store near our house is never complete without stopping in the National Bookstore nearby. Actually, I have to thank them through this years that they let my 2 year old up until now read there for free. In fact up until today, they still know Ate Bob like she was a regular fixture in NB. Manang and Manang Guards know her by her first name. I remember when one of the NB staff would gather all the rest of NB employees around her and listen to her read stories to them.
Of course some credit would go to her yaya since up to this very day, it has been a habit and it never fails that before she go to sleep, they would read together. It is her sleeping pill I guess. Not a single day passes that she is reading her book. Sometimes, some books are re-read all over again maybe 3 to 5 times more when she ran out of new ones.
While it has created a dent on my pocket over the years as anywhere we go when there is a bookstore we have to grab one book or two. Somehow, I think it is worth it because she has wider vocabulary than her counterpart. Today, she is not just reading childrens book for pre school but reads adult book as well. I would buy her books that has no pictures in it and she would read it in just one sitting. Today, she reads better than a grade 6 pupil. Accuracy and comprehension wise she has the facility of maybe a 1st year high school student.
I guess I have to prepare more bucks to finance her hobby but who cares. For as long as she stays glued in her book and would not grab the TV remote from me is just perfectly fine.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Simula ng ako'y maging isang ama, napagtanto ko ang tunay na kahulugan ng aking paglalakbay sa ibabaw ng mundo. Nagkaroon ng tuwid na pag iisip upang tahakin and tamang landas na bagkus mahirap lakbayin ay tanging napakagaan naman sa pakiramdam.
Kasabay ng simula ng aking buhay tatay ay ganon din ang simula ng aking pagpasok sa bagong yugto ng aking karera. Mahirap humakbang sa isang pagpapasya na ikaw ay lumipat ng trabaho lalo na kung nakasanayan mo na eto. Ang mga taong nakapaligid sa iyo. Ang mga bagay na nagpapasaya sa iyo. Ang lugar na kung saan ay masaya ka at wala ng hihilingin pa. Pero darating sa ating buhay na kelangan pala natin lumabas din minsan sa ating bakuran at alamin kung ano ang nasa kabila.
Sa araw na eto ako'y nadiriwang ng aking ika anim na taon. Anibersaryo wika nga. Sa loob ng mga nakaraang taon, ano nga ba ang binago sa akin ng aking pinapasukan? Sa personal na lebel at maging sa karera na lebel?
Sabi ko nga, hindi ko palalampasin ang araw na eto na hindi ko maisulat ang mga bagay na sa tingin ko ay nagpamulat sa akin sa mundo. Mailista nga ang mga bagay na dapat pasalamatan sa aking pinagtatrabahuhan.
1. Ako'y mapalad at may trabaho akong maganda at katamtaman na pasahod (Hindi naman kalakihan tama lang pero pwedeng lakihan:) Kasama nyan ay paglakbay dito sa ating bayan kasama na ang mga paminsan minsan na lakbay sa labas ng bansa.
2. Sabi nga nila, pag sa gobyerno ka nagtatrabaho, hindi maganda ang reputasyon. Pero ibahin mo ang aking tanggapan. Sabi nga ng ibang kliyente ko, aba'y parang hindi opisina ng gobyerno (palikuran pa lang parang nasa hotel ka na may limang estrella).
3. Kahit na government office ang pinapasukan ko, (maiba lang tayo) hindi kami pasahod mula sa buwis na binabayaran ng taong bayan. Kami ay kumikita sa sarili namin bagkus, ang aming tanggapan ay bumibigay pa taon taon sa ating kaban ng bayan. Ang totoo nyan, Hall of Famer ang aming tanggapan sa may pinakamataas na buwis na binibigay sa Pasay (ang MOA sa Pasay din pero talo namin sa bayaran ng buwis).
4. Hindi naman sa nagmamayabang, pero ang aming tanggapan ay walang kurakot. Oo. Taas noo kung sasabihin yan sa kahit kanino na may government office pa dito sa Pilipinas na natitira na graft and corrupt free. Sa loob ng anim na taon kung pamamalagi dito wala pa akong nakasagupa sa aking mga kasamahan na kurakot mula sa pinakamataas na posisyon hanggang sa pinakailalim. At proud ako dun.
5. Ang aking motto kasama ng aking mga kasamahan sa aking departemento ay pagbigay ng serbisyo sa publiko na higit sa kanilang ina asahan. Ibig sabihin mabilis, maagap, tama at magalingin. Isama mo na lahat dyan na pandiwa na makikita sa isang modelong empleyado at tatapatan ko yan (naisip ko nga minsan sayang ang binayad ng aming opisina sa nag training sa amin sa Customer Service). Kahit na government office kami, pinag training kami ng ganon para maiangat ang antas ng serbisyo ng gobyerno lalo na at mga investor ang kausap namin sa araw araw.
6. Sabi nila, ang masayang empleyado sa opisina ay masayang tatay pag uwi sa bahay nila pag dating ng dapit hapon (gawa ko lang eto). Kaya ayun, lagi akong nauna sa pila sa bundy clock pag dating ng alas singko ng hapon kase uuwi na ako sa aking dalawang supling na sigurado ako pagdating ko sa bahay eh block buster na naman ako. Yakap at halik na walang katumbas.
Salamat at naka anim na taon ako dito sa aking trabaho.
Salamat at naging mabuti akong empleyado.
Salamat at nakakapag serbisyo ako sa aking bayan na tapat at masaya.
Salamat at may opisina pang ganito at may mga empleyado pa na hindi kurakot sa Pilipinas.
Salamat sa buhay.
Salamat sa aking mga anak at asawa.
Salamat sa Poong May Kapal.
Pasyensya na sa aking pagyayabang. Pagbigyan nio na tutal anibersayo ko naman at huling taon ko na dito sa aking opisina para sumubok ulit kung ano meron sa kabilang bakuran.
Kasama din sa aking trabaho ay taunang pagtatanghal sa entablado. Sa lahat siguro ng mamimiss ko ay eto pag ako'y lumisan na. "The Heat Is On In Saigon" circa 2011.
The girls getting ready for sunday school.
On the way home after their sunday school class, our 3 year old Baby Dax saw a sign of Chickboy along the road. Then she goes, "Look mama, Mcdo. Mcdo. Mcdo" . And so Ate Bob corrected her saying, "Baby Dax, it's not Mcdo, It's Chickboy". But Baby Dax would not give in and kept on saying it's Mcdo. Then Ate Bob blurted out in a bitchy way complete with eyebrows raised, "That's what you get when you dont know how to read" and ignored Baby Dax after that.
Masungit si Ate Bob. :)
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Over the weekend, I asked my wife to make Buko Pandan. After it was cold and icy, Baby Dax is in her usual self not taking a bite of things new to her. I told her over and over again that its yummy and super sweet but to no avail.
Yesterday night, there were still remaining Buko Pandan in the ref and I decided to lure her with the creamy soup from it. After discovering that it tastes so good, she got the spoon from me and finished the entire cup I'm eating. After which, she retorted, "Papa, this Kung Fu Panda" is so yummy. I like it!
Yes, I want to have some more too. Hahaha. We told her that it's not Kung Fu Panda, its Buko Pandan but she keeps on insisting that its Kung Fu Panda. Oh well, kung fu panda it is!
Thursday, September 06, 2012
Going home the other day after a slow-grind in the Office, Bob did not came rushing to me when I opened the gate. Her hands were in her back holding something and keeping it away from my eyesight. It was Baby Dax who spilled the beans that Ate Bob has a present to me. Then she gave me a piece of paper that says she loves me. Actually, she has done a number of those letters before but it was only this time that I took the effort in taking a picture.
After a tiring and exhausting day, it is always a relief when you get something like this from them. Sometimes, a hug and a kiss from my two girls always washes away all the bad vibes I got the whole day. Most of the time though, when I am depressed or had a bad day somewhere, I would usually hug them and in an instant I am like a new person. I am light hearted again and it's the time of the day that I always like to grab an ice cream (vanilla) to complete the entire package of being "feeling goody good" again because of my pretty and lovely daughters.
And so, when you feel down and lonely just like what the song says, just go to someone you love the most and give them a hug and you will feel better. Take it from me. :)
Wednesday, September 05, 2012
The search for our Toby goes on. Yesterday, we finished early and was at home past 2 in the afternoon. Just had some rest and me, Dax and Bob ventured out to look for Toby.
This time we visited other villages and some pet shops. All to no avail. I am losing hope but Bob never gives up. Yesterday she was so persistent on walking some more even if her sweat are dripping on her cheeks and her shirt is wet all over. Hayz, if I only have super powers. We went home past 7 again last night feeling tired and empty.
Huli man daw at magaling, ay magaling pa din. Setyembre na pero may buwan ng wika pa rin akong nalalaman. Di ba nga ito ay patungkol sa mga karanasan ko bilang isang ama at ang aking isusulat ngayon ay tungkol naman sa paligsahan na sinalihan ng aking bibong anak sa buwan ng wika. Kaya hayan nyo na ako.
Oo. At dahil nga ako ay isang entablado na tatay (pano ba ipilipino ang stage daddy?lols), syempre kelangan eh galingan ko ang aking pag ensayo sa aking kalahok para manalo. At hindi naman nabigo si tatay entablado (yes! lols) nanalo ng unang gantimpala sa pagbigkas ng tula ang aking anak. Ang pamagat ng tula "Tayo'y Pilipino". Sa labing pito (yes, 17) na sumali akalain mo ginto (Gold po) or unang gantimpala ang nasungkit nya. hahaha. Syempre parang ako ulit ang nanalo. Eto sya ng binibigkas nya ang kanyang tula. Ang sabi ko lang sa kanya, malakas, malaki at klaro na boses lang ang lihim para manalo. At hindi naman nya binigo si tatay entablado. lols.
Eto picture nya kasama ng mga nanalo. Kalahok numero 3 sya. Yonng dalawa na katabi nya yun ang nanalo ng ikalawa at ikatlong parangal.
Grabe, hirap managalog pala. hahaha. Ikaw na ang bisaya1
Monday, September 03, 2012
Bob's Senior Casa days were a bit more interesting and was a real test on my being a stage daddy. At the end of the year, Bob gathered 7 medals (i think, i cant remember) in all and 2 ribbons. All of it were gold except for 1 bronze. She got the bronze medal when she represented her school in the Paranaque-wide Singing Competition. Yep. You heard it right, my 4 year old is a singer. lols. After her Junior Casa stint where she was not able to sing a single line, I told Teacher Apple (her Senior Casa teacher) that if ever there is a singing competition, Bob should join as she is good in singing. lols. That's the stage daddy in me again during her 1st day of school. I see to it that I am there present in her first day of school.
A little bigger now. Bob on her 1st day of school in Senior Casa.
And so during this time, she joined. And I was there. She belted out "Alone" by Heart which we have been practicing ever since she started singing. Which means that when she was 2 years old. She took the grand prize with a score of 93% and the 2nd place getting just 83%. lols. Im super mayabang. Hahaha.
Here's here winning piece "Alone" by Heart.
From there, we were told that she will represent her school in PSAP (Pre School Association of Paranaque) 2012 Literary and Cultural Contest. Oh, well, my Bob has to measure up. And so we enrolled her in Center for Pop as the competition will be 2 months away. Stage daddy as I am, I would religiously accompany her to the singing school lessons every Wednesday and Saturday. lols.
With Coach Maru
The PSAP contest day wasnt on our side. She had fever 2 days before and even during the competition. Just minutes before her performance she was throwing up. Not because she is shy or scared (I think when you are 4 year old you dont have this yet) but because she was sick. I just prayed to God that she will not faint in the middle of her performance as she did not eat anything during the competition. Good thing she was able to pull it through quite splendidly. Out of 16 contestants from different pre school, she place 3rd. Not bad after all since her opponents were 5 and 6 year olds with mature voices. The 1st and 2nd placers were way too good too. hahaha. We were not able to finish our session in Center for Pop though.
Here's her winning piece entitled "Small Voice" by Lea Salonga
She was supposed to do declamation too for the PSAP but I begged off from Teacher Apple as she might be pressured in joining 2 contests in the same day. Her school made a banner/tarp for the winners though.
Posterity pose with her first ever tarpaulin.
Come graduation day, I am the ever proud daddy again. We had a dress made for her (just like what we did too during her singing competition) with matching bracelet. We figure out that it should be her signature everytime she sings (dress should match the bracelet). Being the 1st Honor again and Best in reading among others, the graduation program was spent by the stage daddy going back and forth in the stage. lols. The emcee might have gotten used to mentioning my name perhaps saying not again. lols.
One big happy family.
The stage dad with the Superstar.
Since she brought honor to her school, she was made to sing during the graduation day. She sang "Thank You" while all the students were giving out flowers to their parents. She also led the pambansang awit in the opening program. lols to this because she cant memorize the pambansang awit.
Next blog will be on her Advance Casa days which she is into right now.
I have come to realize even before that I only write blogs when I am depressed. And that during those days that I am happy and contented, there would never be a single line from me. But on the sides, it is quite true after looking at my previous posts way back 2004. Wow, I have been in the blogging world since 2004. I must be this old. Hahaha. Anyway, I noticed that during my contented and happy days, I will just drop a line or two and there is no update on what happened. But on days when I am depressed, I sort of write longer and detailed at that. Not that I am depressed this time the reason why I am writing quite a lot lately. I think I am just trying to catch up with my happy days. Stage Daddy days that is.
When Bob started going to school when was 3 years old, that was the time I guess that I became officially a stage dad. I was a picture of a super proud daddy then (oh well, until this time). The reason why the daddy is super proud of her little girl is that she was exempted in taking the entrance and interview after they learned that Bob could read complex sentences even without pictures when we brought her to her school. Of course it was just a breeze for her because she started reading before she turned 2 years old. Yes. before she turned 2 she can read already. When she was 1 year old and 6 mos, she can recognize letters and numbers. Before she turned 2, she can read signs wherever we go.
And so during her Junir Casa (that prep in normal school), she joined her first contest during the Nutrition Month in Pagbigkas ng Tula which she won 2nd only. I was devastated (hahaha. For a stage daddy this is not acceptable) because I expect too much from my little girl. Well, with some reservations also because the poem was in Filipino. From that time on, I swore that my little girl will not be a 2nd placer. I was kinda thinking that the school contests is a battle of parents. If my little girl will not win in the contest I figure out that the one who wins have a smarter daddy than me. Now that is so depressing to know that there are smarter ones than me (hahaha). I am a competitive daddy I admit. :)
That's the stage daddy and Bob during her first day of school in Junior Casa (she was 3 years old and 3 mos to be exact).
First Day of School.
During her graduation, it was a memorable day for all of us because she was the 1st Honors. Proud daddy again as this time i beat the other parents. lols. Added to that she took home the Best in Reading Award (of course, otherwise I will file a TRO in Supreme Court if they wont do that). lols. I invited my Mom to come over during her graduation. Here are some of the pictures.
This is her graduation picture.
3 Medals (1st Honor, 1st Place in Declamation and 2nd Place in Pagbigkas ng Tula) and 2 Ribbons (Best in Reading and Most Obedient).
With Lola Pangs, My wife and Baby Dax.
And with the proud Stage Daddy. lol.
That wraps up Bob's school achievement for her Junior Casa Days. Next blog will be for her Senior Casa Days.
I was terrified and somehow scared at first when one of my househelps informed me that a burglar paid a visit to our house in the wee hours of August 30, 2012. I could figure out myself sitting on the sofa turning pale white all over upon learning that the burglars took Toby away together with his cage. Then, hatred seeped in like I was boiling inside my very core. I hate and despise the fact that there are poor people who would resort to stealing someone else's property. And I was fuming mad that our househelp forgot to lock the gate. Much more, forgot to close the main door and just even put on the hook of the screen door. With the present times we are in, we could not be too complacent with our safety. Good thing the burglar did not attempt to go inside the house and just took Toby away. Just Toby. That really hurts. It was Toby they took. The Toby we love like he was our youngest. It hurts so much when they took him. Really. It's like my first heartbreak feeling all over me again. It was heavy in the chest. Not so much when I saw Bob shed a tear for Toby that it ripped me apart.
Toby was our birthday present to Bob when she turned 5 years old last year (March 4, 2012). He was a cute and adorable shih tzu puppy when we got him and turned our entire household into a happy circus day in and day out. Bob and Dax were a picture--perfect moment when they set eyes on Toby that day. Talk about kids chasing bubbles in the air or butterflies in the garden. It was kinda like that.
For the whole year, Toby delighted us. Made us happy. Accompanied us wherever we go. To the park. To the mall. To the jogging path. To the church. Anywhere.
The night before he was stolen, Bob played with him inside the house and I could still remember the look in his eyes. It was kind of a begging look. Maybe it was a sign that he will be taken the following day. My wife has been contemplating a week before to put him inside the house during night time because of some mosquito bites. But that did not happen because for two straight weeks I have been suffering from asthma attacks due to allergy to his fur. The reason was three weeks before that, I gave him a cool hair cut and for some reason got through me and my asthma attacks have been frequent as of late.
Realization hit me so hard that night when Bob said her nightly prayers. That night, she recited her usual prayer and added to please make Toby go back or at least we can find him. That afternoon, we ventured out and went home past 7 after looking to no avail. In her prayer she hoped that the burglars will realize how bad they are and that he misses Toby a lot. After her prayer, she cried and cried. I hushed her to sleep and told her that we'll get a new one if we cant find Toby. I told her that every day after my office we will go looking for Toby and that I will make a sign and post it all over the village and in the streets nearby. Then she went to sleep but occasionally throughout the night she had bouts of waking up and she would cry. And so i vowed that we will search to Toby no matter what.
I made a colored sign the day after and that afternoon together with Baby Dax we ventured out and continue the search for Toby. We posted the signs anywhere. Asked a bunch of security guards who might have seen the burglars with Toby and his cage. We visited the nearby villages, markets and esquinitas. We went to the barangay hall for blotter and provided them with pix. We went to pet shops and vet clinics. My wife even talked with her banana and pirated DVD vendors in the market. All to no avail. It has been like more than 5 days and still we havent find Toby. Each day my hope of finding him dwindles but Bob is always insistent of finding Toby. And so the search for Toby continues everyday. We visit parks and houses and peeks at all the gates with the hopes that Toby is somewhere there.
Last weekend, it was spent looking for Toby. My wife together with my kids has to attend Sunday school so I ventured alone and my househelps in different directions armed with Toby's sign. Still, no signs of Toby.
Every night, Bob still prays for Toby. In my mind, I just wish that the burglars sold Toby to someone who can feed him well with bananas and bread aside from dog food. Someone who can take care of him religiously. Someone who will remove his tick and flea everyday. Someone who will pat him everyday just like what Bob and Dax do to him. Someone who will give him a bath like a real baby. And someone who will just LOVE him the way we did.
Wherever you are Toby, we wish you well and we LOVE you so much! Remember that we will never STOP looking for you. Just like what Bob says the whole time, we should never give up on you because you are part of the family.