Weekends Are Made of These
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One Month After Coming Home
It's been a month! Therefore it was fitting for us to celebrate our coming home last January 20 with a double celebration and a quiet breakfast with friends.
If we were to choose, we'd choose everyday to be weekends. But for Gabby he also has his breaking points.
After Saturday's double celebration, he was cranky and slept whining and crying through the night. If we were in the provinces in the Philippines, old townsfolk will call it "nausog" and you'd see them putting their thumb over Gab's forehead and a spit or two to ease the pain and stop the crying. (We'd be the ones cranky knowing how that will smell in the morning)
Good thing we're Canada, so it could either be gas pains, or just plain being cranky after all the ruckus that night.
We have so much to celebrate the day that our friends from CFC even tendered a surprise welcome, at least for the lil one, party. It was a blast! Gabby was so happy with all the warm welcome, and of course - the gifts as well. He ended up resting at half hour before midnight. This explained his crankiness.
The next day was more deliberately quiet as we spent it in TdotO with a couple who had their hair down and home opened despite their celebrity status in the news anchor field in the city. It was a change of atmosphere for Gabby: quiet, peaceful and more relaxed. He loved the weather which made us pine for Spring to come. It was a perfect 6 degrees.
He slept the rest of the day (in the car) and woke up just before Sunday Mass.
If one would be asked how weekends will be - this is how it should be. But for us, sans the crankiness or the "usog" - it'd been PERFECT!