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| my little pirate who invaded the fairyland party |
I sometimes find that I have too
many good memories with my little kid, I even wished I have my own pensieve to
safe keep them. And when he's old, and I'm older, I could bring them back,
reminisce the days and retell them to my son that once…
When he was barely 3yrs old he
was able to arrange the pieces in chess to its original position.(watch out
Hazel Tiberio I'm honing your new contender).
While he was still learning to
hold the pen, he was giddy perusing the bookshelf for Calvin and Hobbes comics. Thanks
Kent Bluestone for the book and for the Pixar short-films, he loves the snowman’s struggle
to break the glass, he keeps comparing it to Calvin’s snowmen and might wonder
why they’re out in the doorway.
When he can hardly say his ABC's
yet was able to reach Feeding Frenzy in level 3. Jem Dupo promised not to
introduce Dota.
And at a tender age, he fell
inlove with Anne Curtis. ( And I will keep the hints until he falls the second
time around).
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