Ninong Joel spent a good part of his Sunday afternoon with Luc. He came bearing gifts: a bottle warmer for the car, and a box of sinful mini-donuts. (As they were quite small, it is safe to assume the sins were merely venial.)Luc spends almost all his time with women, and was quite interested in …
Mom said, “We have to bring Luc to Antipolo to have him blessed by the priest.” I said, “But isn’t that just done for new cars?” Antipolo is a popular pilgrimage destination, and as such it teems with the faithful juggling candles molded in the shape of the Holy Family, cashew nuts and sticky rice …
The doctor glanced at Luc and said, “He’s a big baby.”She then reviewed his baby book and said, “You know, babies are supposed to triple their birth weight by the time they’re a year old.” Lucien is more than triple his birth weight, and he’s only four months old. “Maybe you shouldn’t start him on …
Luc is no longer a pagan baby dancing in the woods and paying unholy tributes of curdled milk and gelatinous drool to scantily-clad forest nymphs. Yesterday, at his baptism, I and assorted godparents and family collectively rejected evil and the glamour of sin on his behalf, while he busily sucked on his pacifier.Joel couldn’t make …
The little one has just discovered that phones can also be cameras! (So insists his rabidly adoring mom.) No cake or candles yet, but he doesn’t mind. Tomorrow is his baptism, and afterwards, we will all repair to a Chinese restaurant and stuff ourselves silly. He’ll be wearing a shiny off-white baby barong, shiny shorts …