My Cherub's Den » Furniture

He’s Already a Computer Freak

Thu, 15 Mar 2012 23:40:57 +0000

He already has a computer cabinet – the one that my stepdaughter used to use – and he’s been wanting to have his own computer, but we think that he is still to young to have one. I am talking about my son who’s turning nine soon. It would be an awesome birthday gift, but the husband and I thought it’s not yet the right time because all he does is play with his favorite Facebook apps. We both believe he will be needing it appropriately when he reaches middle school or perhaps high-school. We will get him one, that’s for sure, but not just yet.

Out of the Mouths of Babes

Lynndee — Fri, 13 Aug 2010 00:08:37 +0000

The little one’s first periodical exams of this new school year started on Wednesday and whenever he gets home, he brags about how easy his exams were. He’s like, “Piece of cake, Mom!” And I would reply, “Good boy!” and he would smile.

His exams only last for two hours each day and they are given a break time in between hours to have their snacks. He’s been bragging about their new school furniture, a table where they put their grooming kits. They are trained to take good care of themselves at this early age which is good. He really described in detail what the furniture looks like, that it was huge, has a blue color and is very nice. Seeing him describing it is really amusing. He never fails to put a smile on my face with his innocent thinking. (“,)

Boys Will Be Boys

Lynndee — Thu, 08 Jul 2010 23:11:55 +0000

I was busy arranging the office furniture in our home office around mid-morning yesterday when I received a call from Yogi’s teacher informing me that the school bus would not be of service the entire day because it broke down. Hearing that from her, I know I would be preparing myself after we talked because I needed to take Yogi to school. It was around 10 o’clock when she called and Yogi’s classes begin at 12 noon.

I hurriedly finished with the rearrangement that I was making in the office then I prepared Yogi for school and then got myself ready. We were both good to go by 11 o’clock and we left 10 minutes after that. I didn’t want to take the little one too early because he’d play before school started and would be dirty and sweaty when classes began at noon.

I fetched him at 5 o’clock, and just in time, too, before he’d already spent too much time playing with his classmates and friends; I wanted him clean when we got home to sit down to dinner. (“,)