Thursday, January 15, 2009

My baby turned 21

If you didn't know, I'm a mom. With a daughter. Who's two months older than me.


Don't worry if you don't get it, you're not supposed to.

Jan 3rd was the day my baby celebrated her 21st birthday since her real birthday falls on a Tuesday instead of a weekend.

(Happy birthday again Hawaii!)

Guess who's the birthday girl?

Wennie praying it's her birthday while Mae pretends to chomp on a fork?

With family.

With extended family.


Oh man.

We're turning/ turned 21 this year. The year we are considered adults by law, the year we can enter the casino without having to sneak in, the year we are supposed to be matured and responsible.

Meh. Not for me. I don't have the money to gamble in casinos and I'm already responsible for my actions anyway, but ask me to be more matured? That's like force feeding a newborn a steak.


I'm still going to act cute when I want to, merajuk when I want to, giggle at lewd jokes (but only if it's good and I'm in the mood la) but most of all, I'm going to keep the child in me. I might even bring the kiddo out more often too.

Two months until it's my turn. Sigh.


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