kittzy07Baby Fair
Saturdays are usually spent strolling around the mall with the kids. If we are lucky enough, we would usually encounter baby fairs situated at the middle of the mall, wherein we could amass (take note: amass) several freebies and we could join several contests and acquire discounts on baby products. My two-year old couldn't contain herself when she and her dad caught some butterflies inside a make-shift garden. She was even more elated when she realized that she could bring them home in a large transparent cup with holes in it.
Once, a prestigious baby brand sponsored the baby fair for the mall. We were doing our usual cruise outside the perimeters of the fair when the hosts were conducting the usual games and prizes. Out of a sudden, the host announced that they will be giving away prizes
for the first parent who will be able to bring their curly-haired child in front of the stage. As soon as the host announces this, me and my partner were contemplating on whether to go back because we were really about to exit the mall. But what the heck, i just told my partner to go for it and bring my eldest one.
While my partner was nearing the stage, he saw another dad bringing his child with him. The hair of the child was a little curly at the ends. Actually, it's just fly-away. While my daughter- have you seen the commercial of Goldilocks? Or Cheesy-cheese curls commercial? Or have you eaten a curly pasta? I bet you have seen Einstein's? Or have you seen Bob Marley's? Need I say more?
When the audience spotted my eldest with his daddy, they let out a large "Oooohhsss!" As if saying, "She's the one!" Much to the dismay of the first daddy, who just discreetly went on to the side of the stage paving the way for the next eager daddy who's reaction was as if he won the state championship and as if he is carrying with him a trophy. To my excitement, I totally forgot about my youngest, who was taking a nap in her stroller. I, unconsciously, placed the bag on top of her. Don't worry I immediately took it off as soon as I realized it. She is still deep in her slumber, inspite of.
Anyway, the host, casually or jokingly asked my partner if he was indeed the parent of the child. Probably, it was because she was curious where my eldest could have inherited her kinky hair for she could not trace any curls on my partner's hair. Mine was wavy but not that curly too. But my partner said when he was a child he had those curls too and we have a picture to prove it (take note: prove it!) When the host was convinced of the authenticity of
my eldest's hair, she gave the most-coveted price- a large expensive feeding bottle. They motioned to the right of the stage for a picture-taking with the mascot. Darn it! I even forgot to ask where the picture would be published. I guess it would be seen on a parenting magazine. My eldest daughter, after getting the prize, readily gave it to her sister, who was still deep in her dreams.
Once, a prestigious baby brand sponsored the baby fair for the mall. We were doing our usual cruise outside the perimeters of the fair when the hosts were conducting the usual games and prizes. Out of a sudden, the host announced that they will be giving away prizes
While my partner was nearing the stage, he saw another dad bringing his child with him. The hair of the child was a little curly at the ends. Actually, it's just fly-away. While my daughter- have you seen the commercial of Goldilocks? Or Cheesy-cheese curls commercial? Or have you eaten a curly pasta? I bet you have seen Einstein's? Or have you seen Bob Marley's? Need I say more?
When the audience spotted my eldest with his daddy, they let out a large "Oooohhsss!" As if saying, "She's the one!" Much to the dismay of the first daddy, who just discreetly went on to the side of the stage paving the way for the next eager daddy who's reaction was as if he won the state championship and as if he is carrying with him a trophy. To my excitement, I totally forgot about my youngest, who was taking a nap in her stroller. I, unconsciously, placed the bag on top of her. Don't worry I immediately took it off as soon as I realized it. She is still deep in her slumber, inspite of.
Anyway, the host, casually or jokingly asked my partner if he was indeed the parent of the child. Probably, it was because she was curious where my eldest could have inherited her kinky hair for she could not trace any curls on my partner's hair. Mine was wavy but not that curly too. But my partner said when he was a child he had those curls too and we have a picture to prove it (take note: prove it!) When the host was convinced of the authenticity of
my eldest's hair, she gave the most-coveted price- a large expensive feeding bottle. They motioned to the right of the stage for a picture-taking with the mascot. Darn it! I even forgot to ask where the picture would be published. I guess it would be seen on a parenting magazine. My eldest daughter, after getting the prize, readily gave it to her sister, who was still deep in her dreams.
