I'm just being a proud mom, a VERY proud mom!   

It was our 6th anniversary last weekend. B and I had lunch and spent the afternoon at T House, Tagaytay.

Oooh yeah...I sure would want to get a massage every night (how I wish!), but this post is not about me. It's about our little big boy, DL1 (he's such a big boy now even if he's only 3.7 years old , sigh...). I remember the time when I introduced to him a good night's massage session. He loved it and kept asking for it night after night. When he would be ready to go to sleep, he'd say "I want massage, mom", and I would gladly oblige. I'd use the Moisturizing OiLotion, and before pouring the oil, I would always shake the bottle first in order to get some of the aloe vera gel in it. The shaking sound would get DL1 all excited because he knows that his massage is coming :)

DL2 is down with a really nasty, phlegmy cough. He breathes with the crackling sound of sticky phlegm. For three (3) nights now, he would wake up in the wee hours of the morning coughing and crying just because he couldn't breath properly. Whenever he would attempt to breastfeed, he would choke because of his semi-blocked air passage. My poor baby...