Kids and Clowns

I don't know about you but Clowns, freak me out! I don't know which started -- happy clowns that started to create phobias with kids, or just some really freaky clowns that were meant to scare.

I know there are quite a few movies that used clowns to freak the audience out -- err.. Stephen King's IT for example.

Since I was a kid, Clowns have always freaked me out, much like any huge mascot did... the difference is that while I was growing older, I grew fond of mascots and I realized they're just huge pile of cloth and cardboards and stuff worn by another person. Clowns on the other hand still freaked me out! which is funny because clowns ARE people with only make up and colorful clothes on.

Anyway, I'm saying this because last saturday was my youngest cousin's 7th birthday and her mom hired 2 clowns to host the program and well... half the kids ran to their mommies and daddies scared of the clowns!

In the end, they had to start the party with only umm less than 10 kids because the rest either stayed inside the house or went home (they were neighbors :p) instead. My older cousins -- the teens hahah -- had to "sub" for the other kids and played with the smaller ones because otherwise, it would've been boring.

I actually thought Ziggy would freak out too! But he didn't! I wasn't sure if his shades helped him (he wore his shades all throughout the party hahah) or he just didn't think clowns were freaky because he watches this show "Jojo Circus" at Playhouse Disney Channel.


He's actually cool with the clowns! :p

What is it with clowns??

Like Father, like son

As the day goes by, my son is looking more and more like his dada. No, not just physically but in every small aspect.

From mannerisms to personality, oh they are so alike... sometimes painfully so!

-- He watches TV with his head hanging upside down at the edge of the bed.
-- His amazing imagination
-- He loves words..
-- He's so behave at school but such a rascal at home
-- His sweetness to me, his mommy :)
-- Weird mannerisms such as playing with his tounge to make silly sounds
-- And oh the endless silly things he thinks of!

There's barely anything I see in him that I would say comes from me.

Well... there IS one thing.

He's not too adventurous in the playground. He tends to measure the risk he's going to take before he undertakes them. Not a bad thing... but sometimes I wish he'd take on his dad's adventurous demeanor.

I hear stories from bruises and scrapes to broken arms. Not that I'm wishing my son would have them, but he's a boy and it's sometimes like the essence of being a little boy -- all those silly mishaps.

Well, he's only four anyway. Who knows how he'll be another 4 years from now.

So far, he's still so much like his father. Physically, emotionally and intellectually ... im not complaining. :)

Making statements with his shirts

Shirts sent by his grandfather from NJ. :)