Bringing Home the Bacon.

This weekend had been pretty stressful, with the little man getting sick and all. He had fever the whole day last Saturday, mostly because of his inflamed tonsils. The following day, his fever was gone only to be replaced by weird-looking rashes on his skin. Although his rashes were weather-induced and not contagious, I made him skip school last Monday and Tuesday.

I was quite very worried that he might not be able join the Elocution Contest on Thursday (which is today). Just thinking of all the weeks we spent memorizing his lines and practicing the actions, and how it could all go to waste stressed me to the point that I could cry. Thankfully, Yue's pediatrician 'cleared' him of his medical condition, and he was given the 'go' signal to go back to school.

And guess what? Not only was the little man able to participate in the Preschool Elocution Contest, he even bagged Second Place in the Filipino category! And if I'm not mistaken, he's the youngest (he's only four) in his Preparatory Class.

Looking dapper in a Barong Tagalog!

Not just any yellow ribbon,
it's a 'Second Place Elocution Contest Winner' ribbon. :)

My boy never fails to make me proud, but today he has made me even prouder!

He may not have my looks, but he has my neurons. Lol! :)

Winners all!

Thank you son, for bringing home the bacon and continuing the family tradition! We are very, very proud of you! Love you, baby!

Now here's the little man reciting 'Ang Aming Tahanan'. :)

Starry, Starry Summer!

My little man's summer school stars!

At this rate, I'll be able to form a constellation by the time summer school ends. :)

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The Little Surrealist.

Surrealism had a great effect on me because then I realised that the imagery in my mind wasn't insanity. Surrealism to me is reality. - John Lennon

My son's smarts has left me in awe yet again. From his rendition of aliens-slash-family portrait, his drawing skills seemed to have leveled up a notch (or two!).

Yue's artwork, 06 February 2012.

He now has the ability to produce drawings that go beyond mere circles and lines. Lately he's into drawing his favorite cartoon characters - such as Heatblast, one of Ben10's aliens.

My son, the surrealist. :)

See the similarities between the Pez topper and Yue's drawing? Pretty impressive for a three-year-old, huh? My friend, who is a painter, artist, and Fine Arts major calls Yue 'the little surrealist'.

Hello, Salvador Dali. Meet your next protege.

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Genius at Work.

"Mommy, mag-drawing tayo," (Mommy, let's draw) Yue said to me this morning as soon as we were done having breakfast. I heaved an exasperated sigh. Not that I don't want to help him, it's just that my ability to draw can be described in two words. I suck.

My skills (or the lack thereof) pale in comparison to my brother (who is a graphics designer and web developer) and my sister (who has the knack for designing dresses, such as her wedding gown). Both of them obviously took after my Mum, who could have pursued a career in Fine Arts had my grandfather allowed her to. And that is why my stick figures and I, suck. Har.

Handing over some paper, a box of crayons, a drawing board, and a drawing board marker, I told Yue, "Ikaw muna mag-drawing, ha. Hugas lang ako ng plates natin." (You go ahead and draw while I clean the dishes first.) Not sensing that this was my escape route, he willingly obliged, settled down in his study table, and began to draw.

A few minutes later he came running to the kitchen. "Mommy, ang galing ko mag-drawing!" (Mommy, I'm good at drawing!), he exclaimed. And then he showed me this.

Yue's artwork, 23 January 2012.

One look at his drawing and I knew this kid is really something else. "Wow! Very good! Ginaya mo yung mga alien!" (You copied the aliens!") I said. Yue corrected me matter-of-factly, "Hindi po ah. Ikaw yan, saka si Daddy, saka ako." (Of course not. That's you, and Daddy, and me.) I was so touched and impressed by my son's genius that tears were threatening to well up in my eyes.

Hello, van Gogh! Proudly showing off his artwork.

"Very good ka talaga anak," (You're very good, my son) I said as I ruffled his hair and scooped him up for a big hug. "Syempre Mommy, ang galing ko magdrawing parang ikaw!" (Of course! I'm good at drawing just like you) he beamed. My three-year-old's unintentional sarcasm then sent me into a fit of laughter.

My son's smarts and congeniality has earned him praises several times before. Most of them even come from strangers, or random people that we meet while we're out in public (ie, at the mall or at the doctor's clinic). A friend even encouraged me to have his IQ tested and measured because he thinks Yue is really a genius. I didn't take it seriously, but this drawing is now giving me the thought. Especially after I found these.

http://gleigh.tripod.com/gftskills.htm

http://www.learningdesign.com/Portfolio/DrawDev/kiddrawing.html

Must speak with Yue's pedia soon. :)