My dad used to call Danae his pretty rosebud.

My mom started calling Gianna the same a few months ago. She would say “Good morning, pretty rosebud!” Gianna barely replies. One evening, Gianna poured out my mom’s medicines onto the floor. My mom got angry and scolded her. She cried, I came home, that was that (she apologized late the next day). The next morning, Gianna went into her room….

Wowa: (being stern — she hadn’t apologized yet) Who are you?

Gianna: Pretty Rosebud.

Wowa: (to me, when she was telling me about it that day) Ano na lang gagawin ko? Marunong sumagot.

Hahahah. Many times she does not respond to “pretty rosebud.”. But this time, she used it to her advantage.

 

These days, when my mom asks her…..

Wowa: You’re my pretty?

Gianna: Gianna. Pretty Gianna.

She told me that she’s just Gianna, not Rosebud. Haha.

 

One time in my in-laws’ house….

Gianna: Ssssh…he’s sleeping. (pertaining to King’s brother-in-law, while moving quietly)

Kuya Larry: (Shifts position)

Gianna: (gets scared and scurries away) He’s moving, he’s moving!

This was just relayed to me, but it cracked me up so much. I could imagine her face, haha.

 

Gianna loves my friend’s dogs, friendly Shih Tzus named Sky and OB.

At a party in their house, she was beside their food bowls, encouraging the dogs to eat and drink. She left that area when I told her to. But she continually played with them. At one point, while Mommy was busy chatting with the ladies, she asked the Yayas (also her favorite, maybe because they accommodated her so much hahaha) for some cereal.

Yaya: You want this cereal? The chocolate one? (because she chose the cheerios)

Gianna: No. (I was surprised by her answer when my friend was telling me this story, because she likes chocolate cereal.) THAT’S DOG FOOD.

Hahahaha. The chocolate cereal did resemble dog food.

 

One time in Kids Church….

Gianna: Mommy, I want that.

Me: Which one, love?

Gianna: I want a skirt just like that, mommy.

She was pointing at a tutu worn by another little girl. She impressed me with her complete sentence. She’s into “princess dresses” these days, even just in the house.

 

One time, while we drove away from the house….

Gianna: Is that Raerae’s house?

Me: No.

Gianna: Whose is it?

Me: Somebody else’s.

Gianna: How bout our house?

Me: That’s not our house. Remember? What’s the color of our house?

Gianna: Orange!

Me: No, it’s brown and white.

Gianna: I want our house a pink color.

Me: No love. Our house will never be pink.

Gianna: I can’t?

Me: Yeah, you can’t.

Gianna: Awww.

She loves pink, haha.

 

Gianna can be demanding.

Gianna: I want to watch your laptop, mommy.

Me: You have to ask me nicely.

Gianna: Get your laptop, mommy.

Me: What’s the magic word?

Gianna: Laptop.

She would say the subject of her sentence every time I asked for the magic word — whether it was milk, the tablet, water. Thank God she now knows that PLEASE is the magic word.

 

They like to watch this Filipina girl singing on a talent show.

Me: (singing due to LSS) This girl is on fiyerrr….

Gianna: No, it’s FAYA mommy.

That’s how the girl sings it on the video.

 

Some of her funny words…..

“Marco Folo.”

“Des-pa-si-to lalalala Falito.” (we stopped listening to the song when we found out what the song meant, promise!)

Baby suits. “Mommy, can I wear my baby suits?”

“It’s taking forever, mom.”

When I tell her to sit down, she says “I am,” even when she’s sitting where she’s not supposed to.

“Ba-toh, ba-toh tink! Papell, ba-toh, tink!”

 

While we were having lunch last week…

Gianna was playing beside me, and she was kind of laughing and looking at the table behind us. She said to me, “Love love pipol, mommy.”

Awww, she has said that a few other times. She may have a heart for people. ❤

 

Gianna is indeed a delight to everyone around her. We don’t want her to grow up, but she is turning 3 tomorrow! Happy birthday, bingky boo. We love you! ❤

 

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About Phoebe Torres-Lucero

I am Phoebe Torres-Lucero, wife of a loving husband & dedicated pastor, King, and mother to three wonderful, smart, active little girls, Danae, Noelle and Gianna. Phoebe means bright and radiant. Torres means towers. Lucero means light. Put together, my name speaks of a tower of bright, radiant light. And that is what I hope to be as I write and share with you some of my experiences, especially on being a mom.

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