Rye and Buh-Bye

My morning ritual consists of Rye waking up just after I've taken a bath, giving him to Dad so I can change for work clothes, having breakfast together or him just watching "Breakfast" and then they would send me off to get tryke. Sometimes he'd cry as part of the usual separation anxiety.

But now he's just content watching tv and saying "buh bye" and looking at me briefly. Sigh. He's really a toddler now. He shrieks like one, he wants to have his way all the time and he's getting tall.

He knows the parts of his face. He loves to read and draw on any available surface. Just about anywhere (poor wall, poor sofa). And he loves to eat rice. He loves cars. He drinks water a lot. And eats my super sour sinigang with matching kilig. He's not jealous of baby Gab and he doesn't hurt kids.

I still can't believe he's turning 2 next month. It's too fast. Too soon. Di ko pa alam how to celebrate his birthday. Pero excited na ko.