gab-and-sab mornings.

sunday morning is just about the laziest i can ever get. and no other place right now makes this all the more conducive than tagaytay! my room there isn't facing the morning sun so my face doesn't get raped by early morning sunlight. and no one is obliged to wake up early. amazing. best deal in the world, if you ask me.

one morning, i woke up to a ruckus outside the house. and apparently, everyone was up and about. meandering in the street. just your everyday morning-family-noise-not-minding-the-neighbors. so i got up, took cy, and meandered away. haha.

gab and sab are just unendingly fascinating. i don't know if that's a normal term of description for children. haha.

gab. she minds the camera. despite being fifteen meters away.

sab's little fingers. amazing.

happy mommy.

happy lala.

happy lolo.

sab looked like she completely didn't mind being bamboozled with hugs and kisses. and being tossed around from one person to another. and yes, i'm not being literal when i said tossing.

the ceremonial sunday-morning taho.

manong taho obliging with our sunday morning ceremonies.

she's in that phase. that i'll-try-my-hand-in-biking phase.

and she's also in that phase. that i'll-suck-my-fingers-for-all-their-worth phase.

*smirk*

quintessential sab look.

i think it goes without saying that i'm not into children. but some are exceptionally exceptions.