We all trooped to the boys' good old Montessori school this weekend for little Bootsie's art fair. He proudly showed off his artworks and the seeds he planted and stuff. I'm just glad he didn't misspell his name in them like some of his classmates did. Haha.
Ches and I are also thankful bcoz school is one of the boys' happy places. Whenever we go there they run around excitedly and chat everyone up and squeal all over the place. They were overjoyed to see their school bus mate Gabe, as if they don't see each other from Monday to Friday. Haha. I cannot remember being this happy about school, ever. Not even UP. There is something not normal about my kids, I'm telling you. Haha.
We celebrated Ate's birthday in absentia with a dinner at one of our favorite restos, Barrio Fiesta. We had kare-kare and crispy pata, of course, plus crispy chicken, pancit palabok, and bangus belly. The last three were kind of disappointing - the chicken was no great shakes (Ann's version is way better and we can have that every week at home), the pancit was dry and had only toppings (not like Little Quiapo pancit that is overflowing with sauce and sahog), the bangus was a whopping P355++ when it was not even one whole fish.
Anyway, the kids lapped the chicken up, and Pops didn't find anything wrong with the pancit. (Gosh, he is such the pancit addict. Haha.) I was telling Yosh Barrio Fiesta supposedly invented crispy pata (one of his favorite dishes), and next time we'll just stick with that and kare-kare. Haha.
We also took the little princess Vada to Moonleaf bcoz she's crazy about it. She has queer tastes for a kid, that one. She likes Starbucks, too. Haha. Moonleaf she takes after me, Starbucks after Ches and Mama. My own boys prefer plain old Slurpee. Haha.
For lunch the next day, Ches took us to the Kenny Rogers Roasters that recently opened in the neighborhood. It was Ann's weekend off and at these times, Ches either cooks or takes us out. (Yes, nobody expects me to be whipping anything up in the kitchen, not even scrambled eggs. If anyone makes that dire mistake, it means death by either starvation or food poisoning. Hahaha.)
It's the first Roasters we've tried where it's not self-service, they have waiters to take your orders. The interiors were classy, too - high ceiling, quirky lamps, artwork on the walls. And not a single picture of Kenny Rogers in sight. Haha.
The boys do their usual toasts with our drinks.
Yoshi: Cheers to our healthy and happy family!
Boots: And when we grow old, we hope we're not dead!
The little girl from the next table slowly inches her way to Bootsie.
Me: Check out the chick, Bootsie.
Too little for love?! That's a good one. I know a lot of people like that - figuratively too little to deserve any love. HAHAHA.
My boys are priceless.
And then we were off to Grass bcoz Tito David wanted pictures to see the progress of Project Mike (it's Project Meadow to him and T. Thelma hahaha). The cabinets and ceilings were all done. I think the only things missing are the second bed and furniture from Randy, and Melody's finishing touches. Everything's looking good. Gosh, it is always such a relief to be working with people who are just so reliable and do exactly what you agree on and right at the time you need them to. I think that's just so rare these days.
Grass is also the boys' happy place bcoz they get to swim in the huge pools. And it was so perfect, too, bcoz it majorly rained when we got home after their swim, in the same way that the rain stopped in time for our family dinner the night before.
Thank you, Lord, for another fun weekend.