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I'm Andi and I'm not a Shopaholic!

I like imagining what my daughters will be when they grow up. And, the incident during the weekend made me think if it's a preview on Dawter A's life (or am I just being imaginative? --- again!)

Around 8pm last Saturday, our family prepared for a trip to Plaza Singapura. We were not able to go to the wet market because someone came to fix our water heater. We decided to bring Dawter A along. It was a major production! The minute we stepped out of our house, Dawter A started to cry. She will stop for awhile but will continue where she left of. Natameme kami sa taxi coz she was belting it out in the taxi. Even as we reached Plaza Sing, she was still crying. Pre decided to let her be. Masasanay din daw. Di talaga namin alam if she was having stranger anxiety or if she was sleepy since she slept the whole afternoon. Oh well, tumigil din sya at nakatulog.

We were actually scared to bring her to Baby Fyji's christerning the next day coz it might just be a repeat performance. Surprisingly, no high pitch sound came out from her. She was even smiling as Dawter T tries to humor her. During the mass, we were still on guard, but she just sucked on her bottle and smile once in a while. What more, during our 5 hour stay at Fyji's celebration, she was behaved and was even giggling over Ninang B's antics.

Whoa! What a HUGE relief! You wouldn't really believe how thankful I was. I don't want to make a scene during the celebration (kaya lang di nga si Dawter A, si Dawter T naman hahaha --- other blog na lang yun hehehe).

Kaya eto ang mantra ni Bebi A --- I'm Andi and I'm not a Shopaholic!

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