Zia at 3 years old

My baby girl Zia is 3 years old!

We went to The Fun Ranch in Alabang. Judith, me, Zia, Enzo, and the 2 yayas Jen and Kris all had fun in the play area. Even though Zia and Enzo are still recuperating from a viral respiratory infection, they had fun running, playing, tumbling, sliding through the giant play area for almost 2 hours. We also had our dinner there.

Funny how fast time flies. I can still vividly remember when Judith was giving birth to her, the first time she cried, her first smile, her first crawl, her baptism, her first word, her early steps.

At present, she is still as cute as ever but with few quirks. As mentioned from my previous blog, she has some difficulty expressing some sentiments, so tantrums are part of her daily activities. If her “routines” are not followed, she would resort to crying, shouting, arm stomping, punching until she calms down.

Some of her quirks:
- she should be the one who will remove the cover of her feeding bottle, if somebody else does it, tantrums will ensue
- she would endlessly climb the top of each couch, terrifying all people who will see her that she might fall any minute
- she doesn’t want to watch the credits after shows, if she sees the names scrolling down, she would cover her eyes and begin to cry
- if Enzo is being given something that she also likes, she would try to insinuate herself



Although these quirks would stress me and Judith, she would rectify herself by doing these:
- upon my or Judith’s arrival at home, a ready smile from her will be surely received (on my part, starting once I honk the car’s horn, I would surely see her peeping from the window to see me going inside the driveway - everytime!)
- kissing Enzo if she’s nanggigigil with him
- by reciting the words of books previously read to her (her memory is quite amazing)
- by singing her favorite tunes (from her baby Einstein videos, from TV commercials)
- by pulling my hand when she wants to go up in the bedroom, so that I accompany her going up the stairs and counting all the steps at night



Me and Judith are still hoping that her language delay is just a minor bump, and eventually she would be at par with her age group with regards to language.