Questing, questing, questing

My last song syndrome on New Year’s day is this song from yesterday’s Backyardigans episode, The Quest for the Flying Rock.

Questing, questing, questing
Never resting
Questing, questing, questing
Racing to the rock!

At twenty-nine, I do not enjoy watching cartoons (unless it’s Japanese with some humor and a little violence), but I just love the Backyardigans. They have the best music, plus Austin, Pablo, Tasha, Tyrone and Uniqua are just the cutest.

I’d like to buy one of those Fisher Price Backyardigans Singing Dolls, but they are just too expensive. And my son takes pleasure in the obliteration of most of his toys, so it really won’t be such a great idea to buy him expensive gifts.

Ippo likes to sing and dance to songs of the Backyardigans, but his favorite is Dora the Explorer (not Diego). I made him watch Diego before, but he just adores Dora.

In school, his teacher would show him a big Dora doll to distract him so that Denver and I could sneak out of his classroom. I feel bad every time I go to the toy section and I see a lot of Dora stuff that I can’t buy because it would be just so weird to buy my son a girl doll. On his birthday, Denver got him a Dora the Explorer drum set. I got him a Dora drinking cup earlier this year. It’s already broken but he still likes to use it.

On Saturday, I saw a Boots doll. I bought it thinking that Ippo might like it, since Boots is Dora’s best friend. Ippo and Boots have been inseparable since I brought it home. I thought Boots was a little costly when I got him, but after seeing how happy Ippo is, it was definitely worth every peso.

Pisos and Popsicles

On Wednesday, Denver and I got Dora Alphabet Writing Cards for Ippo’s classmate who was going to celebrate her fourth birthday in school. Ippo wanted one too but we didn’t get one for him because I knew he would just bite the flash cards to pieces. So yesterday I felt guilty and decided to get him something before heading home. Denver and I bought some Justice League play money since he’s so fond of “pisos.” That’s what he calls money.

When I got home, Ippo’s yaya was excited to show off the giveaways he received from the birthday party. I was very happy to see a clock, button pin, bag tag and key chain. What was special about these items is that each one had a picture of the guest. The celebrant’s parents scanned Ippo’s school ID photo and had it printed on the giveaways. So cute! His yaya kept the key chain and mama insisted on keeping the bag tag. I ended up with the button pin.

Ippo has recently learned to love popsicles. The first time I saw him eating one, his chin, shirt and hands were filthy with orange popsicle drops. Ippo cried when Denver took a bite from his popsicle last week. Denver tried to give the popsicle back to our son but Ippo didn’t want to take it anymore. We’ve learned not to touch his favorite food from then on.

I think it was a Nestle ice cream vendor who passed by our apartment yesterday. Maimai asked me for some money so she and Ippo could buy some popsicles. I went outside to check on them, and I saw Ippo trying to hand over his play money to the ice cream Man. He said to the vendor, “mah-kano?” It appears he was trying to mimic his yaya’s “magkano?”

When he was done with his popsicle, Ippo went to see me inside my room to show me chocolate popsicle drops on his left foot. He told me “yuck, ma-dumi.” My son is already two years and four months old. I’m going to miss all this when he grows up.