<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:39:26.293-08:00</updated><category term='Baby’s Toothbrush'/><category term='all about baby'/><category term='little bee'/><category term='baby'/><category term='play and learn'/><category term='Baby’s Food'/><category term='Baby’s First Word'/><category term='फर्स्ट bday'/><category term='personal post'/><category term='camping'/><category term='Good Luck'/><category term='health'/><category term='mobility'/><category term='baby growth'/><title type='text'>THE WARRIOR IS A CHILD</title><subtitle type='html'>It's All About My Little Baby Boy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-6283407630339662915</id><published>2008-09-22T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T14:11:22.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='फर्स्ट bday'/><title type='text'>Baby First  Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SNnVDAEtleI/AAAAAAAAAWk/huOR-7hWlCs/s1600-h/website+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SNnVDAEtleI/AAAAAAAAAWk/huOR-7hWlCs/s200/website+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249461088213112290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very special day of this year has passed by. Eventually, baby is exactly one year old and two days. Therefore, he just turned one year last couple days. And guess what? We had a big party for him. It was huge preparation for the whole family. Besides that we had too many foods and visitors as well. Nice birthday gifts from family and friends. And eventually he just started saving money on his first piggy bank. The party went fabulous. The roasted pig was quickly gone. And delicious foods were great! The money that I’d spent was worth for my baby’s birthday party. The celebration was awesome plus, he truly enjoyed the company with the other babies. I am very proud of you little Mr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-6283407630339662915?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/6283407630339662915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=6283407630339662915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/6283407630339662915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/6283407630339662915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/09/wonderful-1st-babys-birthday.html' title='Baby First  Birthday!'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SNnVDAEtleI/AAAAAAAAAWk/huOR-7hWlCs/s72-c/website+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-3100755759292321323</id><published>2008-09-18T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T14:20:53.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little bee'/><title type='text'>Busy Little Bee</title><content type='html'>Part of my job is to care the beauty and cleanliness of the house. While I was doing the household chores all day and in the preparation for the baby’s first birthday, he was trying to keep himself busy too! When I was wiping on the glass, he kept following me and leaving prints of his hands on the glass. I was trying to swept the floor, while he was making a messed by peeling the onions. In fact he knows that mom was busy so he was trying to make himself occupied! Whenever and whatever mom’s doing, and he will do the opposite ways. This little baby don't have any idea that mommy was preparing and cleaning for his birthday party. But no matter what or how messy this little baby is I do love him so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-3100755759292321323?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/3100755759292321323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=3100755759292321323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3100755759292321323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3100755759292321323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/09/busy-little-bee.html' title='Busy Little Bee'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-3143113340219026415</id><published>2008-09-11T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:02:07.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Luck'/><title type='text'>Lucky Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went to the DMV to take my driving test. It was overwhelming since nobody can babysit for my baby, so I decided to take him with me to DMV. It was my first time taking him in that kind of appointment. I know I was confident to pass my driving test because he was there. I considered him as my good luck since I had him. I kissed him before I left and drove around town with the examiner. He was with my friend Agueda pushing the stroller for his comfort. And when I came back from my driving the examiner declared that I was doing well that's why I passed the test. I know for sure that having my baby there was my BEST LUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-3143113340219026415?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/3143113340219026415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=3143113340219026415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3143113340219026415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3143113340219026415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-luck-sign.html' title='Lucky Day'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-5846994732474054684</id><published>2008-09-06T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:10:40.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Way to Go!</title><content type='html'>Thirteen days to wait and my baby will turn to one year. I wish I can keep him to be little as he is. How I wish I could because he is growing everyday. As he grows, he learns something new that really makes me excited. He becomes mobile and unstoppable. He goes there, here and every corner of the house. He bumped his head twice and more to go. He loves to walk and trying to move a lot as he can. He loves to get in to stuff such as remote, telephone, CD’s etc. He keeps them messy. He loves to play with real things more than his toys. He is definitely trying to grow up quicker while mommy’s trying to keep him a little baby. I love you so much my baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-5846994732474054684?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/5846994732474054684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=5846994732474054684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/5846994732474054684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/5846994732474054684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/09/way-to-go_06.html' title='Way to Go!'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-3196175867558556356</id><published>2008-08-23T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T13:36:57.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mobility'/><title type='text'>Wiggly Worm</title><content type='html'>I am very proud of this baby. He’s never been a crying baby since then. He is a perfect baby for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now as he is growing and learning some things, he loves to explore anything. He knows and discovered his tongue, voice, hands, teeth and his knees and legs. He knows that he is a mobile baby. He is definitely a wiggly worm “in motion”. He knows that he can go around the corners like other adults in the household. He started being clever. He knows that I am going to chase him and he will quickly go to opposite direction. He got the best laugh and smile in the world wide world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-3196175867558556356?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/3196175867558556356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=3196175867558556356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3196175867558556356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3196175867558556356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/08/wiggly-worm.html' title='Wiggly Worm'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-3806058704489550741</id><published>2008-08-21T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:29:42.469-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Lack of Iron</title><content type='html'>Couple days ago we went to the clinic and had baby blood checked up. They found out that his blood Iron level was 9.8 in the first test and 10.2 in the second test. I was shocked to know that he got Iron deficiency since he loves to eat healthy foods especially vegetables. He is physically healthy and in good shaped. And never been sick for almost a year from he was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his pediatrician gave me a healthy foods brochure to follow on what to feed my baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-3806058704489550741?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/3806058704489550741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=3806058704489550741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3806058704489550741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3806058704489550741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/08/lack-of-iron.html' title='Lack of Iron'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-3830603746124382220</id><published>2008-08-20T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:05:12.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Eleven Months</title><content type='html'>Baby just turns to eleven months today. He is definitely growing and getting smart. He learns to interact and trying to talk back. With his big grin and unlimited smiles carried along with his adorable face. His upper tooth just started to come out. He is getting there to be a young big boy! Anyways, based on my countdown I only have a month to prepare for his first birthday this September. I am thinking to have a roasted pig for his birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-3830603746124382220?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/3830603746124382220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=3830603746124382220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3830603746124382220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3830603746124382220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/08/eleven-months.html' title='Eleven Months'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-1549802361776771131</id><published>2008-07-24T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T23:16:15.015-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby’s Food'/><title type='text'>Table Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIi63ZA3lfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/68z-sDMVJqY/s1600-h/camping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIi63ZA3lfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/68z-sDMVJqY/s320/camping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226632828333561330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think before feeding my baby. Sometimes, it’s hard to find for an instant meal for baby besides I don’t have enough time to cook, especially during my working days. But pretty sure the world's never end there. There is always a way to solve a problem.  One day, my husband’s walked and roams around the store and found the food that most babies love to eat. Thus, my baby loves to eat macaroni and cheese. And I decided to buy more since he enjoyed it besides the contents has nutrition for baby. So far I got fifteen of this kind of food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-1549802361776771131?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/1549802361776771131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=1549802361776771131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/1549802361776771131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/1549802361776771131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/07/table-time.html' title='Table Time'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIi63ZA3lfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/68z-sDMVJqY/s72-c/camping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-857134064911548486</id><published>2008-07-20T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:21:50.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snacks Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIQqrSI6-hI/AAAAAAAAAUI/mrGHwOa-Q20/s1600-h/camping+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIQqrSI6-hI/AAAAAAAAAUI/mrGHwOa-Q20/s320/camping+100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225348390748617234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing, the snacks time will follows. They were hungry and both babies were trying to help their selves. Just serve your own! But since Ashley is only seven months and can’t sit by herself yet so Mickael was trying to help her and fed her. As the picture will show you that they are both busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, I found out that both of them got different characteristics. Not even close! Because when Mickael holds something or an object, he never put it directly into his mouth unless I said so. But every time Ashley picks up something, she always thinks of food so she’ll eat it with no hesitation. They definitely vary with everything from behavior and appetite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-857134064911548486?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/857134064911548486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=857134064911548486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/857134064911548486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/857134064911548486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/07/snacks-time.html' title='Snacks Time'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIQqrSI6-hI/AAAAAAAAAUI/mrGHwOa-Q20/s72-c/camping+100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-8719553085623510488</id><published>2008-07-20T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:06:21.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play and learn'/><title type='text'>Learning and Mental Development</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIQlFi2vpEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Fj7RwsROcDc/s1600-h/camping+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIQlFi2vpEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Fj7RwsROcDc/s320/camping+111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225342244842611778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIQj8aFawUI/AAAAAAAAATo/PAZ5jw7wPmQ/s1600-h/camping+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIQj8aFawUI/AAAAAAAAATo/PAZ5jw7wPmQ/s320/camping+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225340988357787970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of his growth is learning. In order for him to learn quicker I bought some learning gadgets and tools for him. Now he already has a piano, telephone, and more talking/moving toys. He loves to play and learn. He loves music a lot. And I can put him to sleep easily with the music on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was two o’clock in the morning, and he woke up early and starts playing his piano on his crib. It was so annoying and made daddy to get up early. It doesn’t bug me at least he enjoyed playing with it. The good thing is he wasn’t being a cranky at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-8719553085623510488?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/8719553085623510488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=8719553085623510488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/8719553085623510488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/8719553085623510488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/07/babys-mental-development.html' title='Learning and Mental Development'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SIQlFi2vpEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Fj7RwsROcDc/s72-c/camping+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-2984966238001579386</id><published>2008-07-20T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:34:16.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby growth'/><title type='text'>Development Stage at Ten Months</title><content type='html'>It’s the twentieth today and it means my lovely baby just turn to ten months. He learns a lot of stuffs. And part of his new learning is saying “bye bye” with a wave on his hands. It’s just a simple things but it’s so amazing how he learned so fast. I treasure every bit of his funny words and action everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one thing that I’ve observed with him, he doesn’t want to be left at home without an adult else he will just cry forever. He felt insecure without an adult around him. As I said, he is getting clever on everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-2984966238001579386?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/2984966238001579386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=2984966238001579386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/2984966238001579386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/2984966238001579386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/07/evelopment-stage-at-ten-months.html' title='Development Stage at Ten Months'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-8272280984865043864</id><published>2008-06-30T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:21:00.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal post'/><title type='text'>Rogue River</title><content type='html'>While we were on our camping, we decided stroll around and go to a river which is very close to the campsite. That river was about 40 degree even its temperature outside was 100 degree. My husband was trying to cool down the baby and dipped his feet into the water. At first the baby was just curious since he really loves water. But when his feet were touching the water he didn’t like it no more. He knew that it was not his lukewarm water for his bath. He never likes cold water in his skin at all. So all he did was took off his feet away from water and try to keep it warm by stepping over daddy’s feet. Baby is getting clever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-8272280984865043864?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/8272280984865043864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=8272280984865043864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/8272280984865043864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/8272280984865043864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-river.html' title='Rogue River'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-1384658712639380196</id><published>2008-06-30T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:07:22.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>Camping Time with Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SGljvs5FHxI/AAAAAAAAAS4/l9dfPl1IJws/s1600-h/camping039-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SGljvs5FHxI/AAAAAAAAAS4/l9dfPl1IJws/s200/camping039-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217811314441002770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just came home from our camping and it was my baby’s first time on camping. He was doing pretty and trying to be a cowboy. He evidently loves the nature’s beauty. We stroll around and had fresh air. He was just looking around with those huge trees in the surrounding. We enjoyed and had good times together. My full attention was just focus to him and I love spending time with my baby. We ate together, and played together. He was so calm and cooperative with me. He was a very happy camper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-1384658712639380196?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/1384658712639380196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=1384658712639380196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/1384658712639380196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/1384658712639380196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/06/babys-camping-time_30.html' title='Camping Time with Baby'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SGljvs5FHxI/AAAAAAAAAS4/l9dfPl1IJws/s72-c/camping039-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-4885600681402060683</id><published>2008-06-29T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:05:21.829-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby’s Toothbrush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal post'/><title type='text'>Baby Toothbrush</title><content type='html'>Aside from keeping my baby neat and clean everyday I always consider his teeth. Since he already have teeth, that means it’s about time for me to take care of it and to keep him have healthy teeth. Before heading home from work, I grabbed his first toothbrush and toothpaste in the store so that I can start brushing his teeth every after meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SGc3PPKJhyI/AAAAAAAAASw/SVQDqhl91XE/s1600-h/new+008m.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SGc3PPKJhyI/AAAAAAAAASw/SVQDqhl91XE/s200/new+008m.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217199428238673698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidently, after our dinner tonight I washed my hands and inserted the baby toothbrush on my finger. It is very easy to use and my baby just chewed it. And thanks goodness my baby is very cooperative. He just loves to feel it when I was brushing his teeth. Now at least I can keep his teeth grow strong and healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-4885600681402060683?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/4885600681402060683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=4885600681402060683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/4885600681402060683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/4885600681402060683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/06/babys-toothbrush.html' title='Baby Toothbrush'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SGc3PPKJhyI/AAAAAAAAASw/SVQDqhl91XE/s72-c/new+008m.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-3830559047044352024</id><published>2008-06-28T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:38:51.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby’s Food'/><title type='text'>Baby Food</title><content type='html'>My baby started eating baby’s food when he was almost five months. I fed him with Filipino baby cereal and he really loves it. Actually, I had those baby cereal three months before my baby was born. And it came from Philippines which a good friend of mine brought it back here from her vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SGcvleAMaiI/AAAAAAAAASo/6V_IjlY1p7o/s1600-h/cerelac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SGcvleAMaiI/AAAAAAAAASo/6V_IjlY1p7o/s200/cerelac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217191014087551522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I only had one dozen of fifty grams in each package. It wasn’t enough after all since my baby ate a lot three times a day. Eventually we run out of it, and we tried to switch to American baby cereal but unfortunately he didn’t like the taste of it. So my husband decided to purchase Filipino baby cereal through online and we got couple of 400 grams in a can. Basically same thing was happened; the cereal was gone so quick. So I finally ended up of feeding him with human foods. And I always considered cooking healthy meals for us because of “what mama’s food, baby eats”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-3830559047044352024?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/3830559047044352024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=3830559047044352024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3830559047044352024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/3830559047044352024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/06/babys-food.html' title='Baby Food'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SGcvleAMaiI/AAAAAAAAASo/6V_IjlY1p7o/s72-c/cerelac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-4645534649555777318</id><published>2008-06-27T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:00:39.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal post'/><title type='text'>The New Stunt</title><content type='html'>Getting through from different development of my nine months old baby boy, he showed us different characteristics as well as stunts. Being away from him everyday, makes it hard for me to follow his new movements. Sometimes it will be just a surprised! Just like this afternoon, I just came home from work and go straight to play with my baby. We were playing and rolling on the carpet and he surprised me with his new stunt which was from crawling position to seat like a big boy. I was amazed how he learned that quickly. He definitely grows everyday and learn to explore something new. At his stage right now I think it is tough for me since pretty soon he will be standing all by himself and will start walking somewhere else. And the worrisome part is we live beside the road and he might unlock the door one day and start walking down the street with those cars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-4645534649555777318?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/4645534649555777318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=4645534649555777318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/4645534649555777318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/4645534649555777318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-stunt.html' title='The New Stunt'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-5613239522999968737</id><published>2008-06-22T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T12:27:05.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby’s First Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal post'/><title type='text'>Baby’s First Word</title><content type='html'>Eventually, the most awaited first word that will come out from his mouth was “Daddy!” It was couple days ago when he was trying to say something and all I’ve heard from his words was DADADADA… I was quite not happy because he needs to speak MAMA, but its kind a hard word for him I think since he started with DA! And this morning after I fed him, he was pissed off at me since it took me long to clean our dishes. And he wants his water right away. So while waiting on his high chair, he was just growling and talking. And finally I went to picked him up and I was shocked to hear him saying the word “DADDY” loud and clear enough. I couldn’t believe it because he is now a papa’s boy yet before he was a mama’s boy! And now when is he going to say mama? I’m quite upset now…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-5613239522999968737?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/5613239522999968737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=5613239522999968737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/5613239522999968737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/5613239522999968737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/06/babys-first-word.html' title='Baby’s First Word'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-2222996717015598831</id><published>2008-06-22T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T04:20:32.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby growth'/><title type='text'>My little Big Boy!</title><content type='html'>Finally, he is nine months and two days now. As part of his development, he learns make a lot of noise such as talking and growling like a dog and learns all kinds of stuffs. Evidently he just wants to be a little big boy and grow up like a man now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I got a nice shot from him; it was taken last night when we had our dinner. I was surprised how much he loves to eat rice, honestly much more than me. After his dinner I gave his bottle of water and he was just helping himself because I was busy of doing our dishes that time. And when I turned back I was just shocked and hurriedly took the camera and got his picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SF41aGT2YKI/AAAAAAAAASU/GpaA2cOqfaw/s1600-h/new025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SF41aGT2YKI/AAAAAAAAASU/GpaA2cOqfaw/s200/new025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214664141028352162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love to know that this baby is a smart one like mommy. Actually his mental development is absolutely working. And I am happy about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-2222996717015598831?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/2222996717015598831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=2222996717015598831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/2222996717015598831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/2222996717015598831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-little-big-boy.html' title='My little Big Boy!'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SF41aGT2YKI/AAAAAAAAASU/GpaA2cOqfaw/s72-c/new025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-2849388898652069194</id><published>2008-06-19T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:45:58.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all about baby'/><title type='text'>Baby, It’s Wake up Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SFpzvUO8TVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/zADrQlddzmA/s1600-h/sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SFpzvUO8TVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/zADrQlddzmA/s200/sleeping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213606775357197650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s about nine o’clock in the morning here and my baby is still on bed. He was snoring when I left him on the bed. But of course surrounded by the big pillows just incase he’ll roll around. I’ve learned a lot since he fell off from the bed twice. Yes! Already twice; the first time was when I took my quick shower and I didn’t want him to be bored so I decided to turn on the TV so that he can watch his favorite cartoon show. So I left him on my king size bed to let him enjoyed the show. I walked in to the shower and it was about time to rinse my hair and suddenly I’d heard a big “BOOOOM”! I thought somebody slammed the door but it wasn’t. That “Boom” was followed by a thundered baby scream. OMG! I quickly jumped out from the shower and picked up my baby underneath the bed. I did felt my whole body was shaking. I checked my baby if he got bumped because there was a wooden part of the side on this bed. But he wasn’t. Thanks goodness, he is fine! And the second time and hopefully the last time, was at dawn time and I keep on getting up and started his milk. Probably the baby woke me up four times that night so I finally picked him out from his bed and put him on my side. I didn’t realize that he didn’t go back to sleep so just slept. And for a sudden he was just screaming like somebody cut his finger, and when I got up he was on the floor! It was definitely a heart attack moments for me…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-2849388898652069194?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/2849388898652069194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=2849388898652069194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/2849388898652069194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/2849388898652069194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/06/baby-its-wake-up-time.html' title='Baby, It’s Wake up Time!'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zUKuLL03g5s/SFpzvUO8TVI/AAAAAAAAAR4/zADrQlddzmA/s72-c/sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9050934362938935514.post-1658776876773252297</id><published>2008-06-17T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:02:39.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal post'/><title type='text'>It’s about Time!</title><content type='html'>Eventually I have enough time to think about on what to post in here. Actually I set aside this site for a certain reason. Reasons that this site will be a plain blog posting that will talks about my baby. And through this I can share his characteristics, appetite, actions and fun times. It’s about time for me to monitor and follow his growing period. And later on when he knows how to read, he can read all of these stuffs, things that happen to his daily life. And by the way, today is June 17, 2008 and three days to go and my baby will be nine months old. Based on my countdown there are three more months and three days to go and he will be a big boy, he will be one-year old this September. And so far, I am so excited for my baby’s first birthday. I am saving right now just for his big day. This baby always makes me happy especially when I felt down.  I am lucky to have him and he always deserve for my affection. I love you, Mickael baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9050934362938935514-1658776876773252297?l=mickaeljean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/feeds/1658776876773252297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9050934362938935514&amp;postID=1658776876773252297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/1658776876773252297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9050934362938935514/posts/default/1658776876773252297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mickaeljean.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-about-time.html' title='It’s about Time!'/><author><name>mckl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00595985182291776652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
