Saturday Brunch

Our Saturday kicked off with a meal at Easy Restaurant in Parkdale. Rama had the Toast Soldiers. She polished off both eggs - she had so much fun dunking the pieces of toast ("Stripes," she calls them) into the soft-boiled-egg-in-shell.

Toast Soldiers, I think, were supposed to be either the strips of bread, or the eggs standing at attention. (That would make them stout soldiers, no?)

But the way Rama explained it to another adult later in the day was a bit different:

"It's called Toast Soldiers because the bread flies and then crashes into the egg."

She also noticed the soldiers in the movie poster over our table: The Bridge Over River Kwai. "More soldiers!"

Oink!

I was reading one of Rama's bedtime stories - this one has lately been on heavy rotation: Ang Pinakasakim na Raha at ang Pinakamaputing Ulap. It starts out like this:
Noong unang panahon, mayroong isang napakasakim na raha. Gusto niya ang pinakamalulusog na baka, ang pinakamatatabang baboy...

She interrupts. Ewww. I don't like baboy.
Me: Uhm, actually, you do.
Rama: No!
Me: Don't you like chicharon? That's baboy.
Rama: Oh. I like baboy

OC

Saturday night, 1030 pm. All she wants to do is scrub away. It all started with a smudge of cherry juice on the back of one of the chairs. I asked if she could wipe it off. She obliged. And then some. She goes manic and proceeds to wipe down practically every wall. We ended up deep-cleaning the tub and bathroom walls. 

Saturday Round-up

It was a wonderful day. For the most part, we were at the Brickworks, formerly a quarry and industrial site on the fringe of the downtown core, now a wonderful urban park.

Rama witnessed a thanksgiving ceremony by a Sioux. It involved chanting, calling the 4 directions, stories of nature spirits. I don't think we got everything - to her, I assume, it was part of "the show."

We ran around, checked out the ponds, climbed hills and saw turtles.

On our commute, as usual, we encountered interesting characters. One such character today was a man who seemed mentally ill. He had a pained expression on his face as he made intense gestures - fists in the air, posing like the thinker, moving back to standing position with arms overhead, shaking his head, etcetera.

Rama and I noticed, of course. We looked at each other. Rama, unfazed: He's just pretending he's a rock star.

Just Sayin'

Rama: Were you so happy when you had me?
Me: Super! Baby ka pa lang, alam ko na special ka. Wala kang katulad.
Rama: Except for you. Magkamukha tayo.

Windows

Rama and I were window-cleaning this morning. Just getting a few chores done before breakfast. She does the bottom part. She wanted to spray-and-wipe a section that I didn't think needed any cleaning.

Me: Rama, 'wag na yan. Hindi naman kita from inside.
Rama, after some pause: Ya, pero kita naman from outside. People will see that it's dirty and might think that we're not taking care of our house.

Spring Has Sprung

Friday today. Both Rama and I played hooky and took on a spring project.

Quite the little helper.


Voila!