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Happy birthday my sweet cheeky little darling! Thank you for making life more meaningful. Thank you for the giggles, hugs, kisses and affection you give to us everyday. You are our eternal source of pride and delight.
I always boast to my friends that I have a very beautiful, lovable and intelligent child. You are a quick learner. You are interested in so many things. You love to read so many illustrated books. You always want to paint, play the piano toy and read the alphabet. You are fascinated with jollibee, barney, captain hook and pooh. You enjoy swimming and strolling in the malls.
You have a big appetite for legumes, egg white, choco drink and pasta. Sometimes, you are satisfied with eating lots of rice.
You already know how to use the potty trainer, remote control and computer mouse. You insist in getting your own drinking water from the water dispenser. You volunteer in using your mom’s lipstick and face powder. You relish posing for the cameras.
Anak, you cry often. You cry in public places which can be very embarrassing. But I’m not annoyed. How can I be mad at you? You are my angel. Besides, you know very well how to make me smile. Its music to my ears everytime you cry out my name. It’s always a calming moment when you reach out for me and hold my face in your hands. Every morning, it has become your habit to remind me to take my vitamins. I’m amazed by your cute vanity since you can be entertained by showing your baby pictures.
My fear is you are growing up too fast that we may not always be there to guide you in every step of life. Every child wants to have his/her freedom from the protective company of parents. I wish I could freeze time so that you will remain our cute baby Renee. But that is impossible. That is also unfair. You will have your freedom. You will have your reason to resent us, your parents. At this early, you are already eager to be out of the house in order to play with your friends and ride your mini bike. Soon, you will desire moving in your own house.
Renee, I want to say sorry for the many days I am away from you. I’m sorry I couldn’t go home earlier most of the time. If you only knew how much I always yearn to be with you and your Mom. I feel guilty everytime I am far from you (I’m in Daraga, Albay today). I feel disappointed everytime I am unable to stop you from crying.
I’ll be away more often in the next three months. Election campaigning will force me to spend less time with you. I do not object talking to ordinary people and young leaders of the land. They are sensible people. But I do detest talking to some politicians and other noxious individuals (which may include the young, misinformed, pompous trapolitos) since I could have spent my precious time with you.
Renee, running in the elections is difficult. My political party only has meagre resources to mount a nationwide campaign. I am forced to steal from our family savings. (Didn’t you notice the inferior diaper brand I bought last week?). But lack of money can be solved by employing creative means of campaigning. What is really worrisome is the nature of elections in our country. It is violent. It is barbaric. It is anti-poor. I have many comrades who have been killed by unknown (coward) assassins. Leftist leaders are being persecuted. My group was recently labelled as a ‘communist front’ by the national security adviser.
Renee, elections is a season of mudslinging. Perhaps, there will be malicious accusations that will be hurled against my group. I can only assure you two things, which by the way have been dramatically said before: 1) Your Papa is not a pig; 2) Your Papa is not for sale.
Lastly, anak, don’t believe in the teasing of your Mom that you are already too old to breastfeed. It is good for your health and it saves us money. Just don’t bite too hard.
Renee, we love you. Happy birthday!