Mommy Pehpot, Author at Mommy Pehpot

Daddy’s Fault

The saga continues…

I always tell my kids that they should not take me for granted, specially the things that I want or things I can’t bear to look at. For example, leaving the bathroom door open. I don’t like it, I disgust it. But as you know, I have here with me, my really first born child who needs a lot more reprimanding that any child in the world (lol). And so whenever I tell my kids or reprimand them about the bathroom doors etc, they would say it was their daddy’s fault why they can’t keep up with their promises (to me). My very bright son would tell him that it was his fault, since daddy always leave the bathroom door open, their tendency is to follow daddy’s doing (toinks!)

Talk about the tag line: kung ano ang ginagawa ng matanda, tama sa mata ng bata.. or so and so (a wrong doings of an adult, in the eye of a child is good or so and so)

Actually, my son is aware that his daddy’s doing are wrong, he just want to blame his dad.. it’s a great excuse for him.. lol

I forgot to mention on my last post about the hubby, about him and and his last Module.

That one time, after a trip down GH for a KK treat, he forgot we were still inside the car, we waited for about 5 minutes and nothing happened… the door at the back (where we normally sit) was child locked..so the only way we can get out is for him to open the door.. which he did not.. (I think he was figuring out a bug or so that time..waah)

On Blog Hopping

I really like blog hopping and reading about someone, their daily rants, their success, about their recent occasions or just anything about showbiz and current events or just plain jokes. Blog hopping expose me to different kind of people/bloggers. I find it very educational to learn about people, through their experiences. But sometimes, there are things in the net that is just plain trashing. I am not immune to it either, I do love talking about showbiz personalities and their antics. But there are pages that can really hurt somebody’s feeling.. I wonder how this people cope up, the one they are trashing about. And what made it worse is the comment section. It is like adding salt to injury. Then I wonder, what these (the one trashing) people are made of? At the end of the day, when I turned off the PC, as I lay down, tickling my kids, hearing their laughter, I fully understood what made this people trash other people.

The Logic Behind His Last Module

That was a bit techie huh? As promised, here is my Monday post about the guy.

You will know when the guy is busy, he dreams of his code.. Yup. Just like the other night, he suddenly screamed while Mico kicks him, “the logic! the logic!”. Sometime he would utter words beyond my understanding, words that only programmers knew..

And so busy that you would often hear him say, “this is my last module” or ” there’s a bug I need to fix”.

While Chico would love to play with him, er, tinker his laptop, he would say the magic phrase:

Last Module na to Mommy..

and yes, our sex life is suffering too.lol
don’t tell him I wrote about him (so busy, no time to lurk here and click on my ads hehe)