busy months ahead...

June's almost over, and I'm running out of time. REALLY, I AM.

One of the upsides of belonging to an enormous family?

Birthdays after birthdays. ;)

And when I say 'birthdays after birthdays', I mean our calendar is fully loaded from January to December.

No kidding!

This July, we have 3 birthdays in line:

My sister, A, on the 3rd

My sister, M, on the 9th

and

My not-so-little-anymore-brother, C on the 15th

And 3 more on August:

My aunt C on the 9th

My Princess A on the 11th

and

My aunt T on the 19th

There wouldn't be any big celebration. REALLY.

But I want to make their days somehow special by giving them a little something.

And since I love crafting, and it's sometimes more practical, I want to make the gifts myself.

I also personally think that personalized gifts are more heartfelt;

but it's still the thought that counts.

For me, all personalized gifts are lovely.

With these number of celebrants,

I really need to keep going.

MUST.START.NOW

My daughter's 5th birthday is not until August 11, but I'm already starting to brew as early as today. Why so excited, right? I know it's still too early. But this is my princess we're talking about. When it comes to her, NOTHING IS TOO MUCH. But don't get me wrong, this isn't a grand ball I'm planning; an intimate event is what I have in mind. A soiree with memories my daughter will grow up with. Fairy tales may not be real, but my love for her is. So, I'm making her 5th birthday fairytale-like, or at least like the fairytale I'm imagining for her on her birthday.

My Hero

I really don't know how to start.

I could get really emotional when it comes to this man.

He, of course, is the first man I have ever loved.

BOYS have come and go, but this MAN stayed.

So, I ought to LOVE him til my last breath.

I had let go of his hold, and ran away,

but was the first one to pick me up when I stumbled and fell,

I turned my back on him, and flew away, 

but was the first one to catch me when I got bruised.

He isn't a doctor, but always helped me heal my wounds.

He isn't a lawyer, but always the first one to defend me when I have issues.

He isn't a teacher, but taught me a lot of things.

He isn't a tour guide, but have always guided me.

He doesn't have superpowers, but have always saved me.

He's not just my father, he's also my hero.

Some may see him as hard as rock,

but in our eyes, his children's eyes,

he's even soften than cotton itself.

We have witnessed him broke down for the love of us, his children.

Some may look down to him,

but we will always look up to him.

He is my father.

And I would never have him switched for anybody else.

His love for us is truly immeasurable.

***I Love You, Daddy.

I may have disappointed you gazillion times before, and may disappoint you gazillion times more tomorrow, but I will always, always love you. We fail because failure's inevitable, but not because we want to hurt you. I may not say this as often as I should, but I will always love you, Daddy, and I will forever be thankful that God has given you to us as our father, despite everything. God is indeed wise. He knows what we really need, and when we really need it. He gave us you as our father. And because of that, there's nothing much to  worry about.

Tutu Apron

After weighing thoughts and feelings regarding the tutu apron, I decided to finish the apron tutu yesterday morning. Sure, it's too much. But it's labor of love, and my daughter loves it. So, if she's proud of it, and wants to tell the world, why should I stop her? Plus, don't we want to see our kids at their happiest? After all, wearing something too much isn't a crime, except for Joan Rivers. :)

Anyways, a glimpse:

what she's holding, btw, is a mini cheese grater :)

And my brother's:

I finished these for over 24 hours, so yes, my THUMB is SORE.

But, one of these days, I will be, as suggested by fellow blogger, Lalah, and agreed by Rosemarie, Vera and Olga, doing a second apron.

Although, Miss`Chievous support was, of course, valued. :)