We arrived here in California on Sunday night, June 1. Although we were the first to disembark, we were wondering why most passengers had retrieved their luggage ahead of us.
The line at the immigration was as usual long. The immigration officer asked if we were bringing food. When I looked at him straight and said no, he didn’t believe me. He said he couldn’t believe that we were not bringing any food. I told him there are so many Filipino groceries here and everything is here. He said yes everything is here, but he cannot understand why people still bring food. I was too lazy to tell him I had no time and energy to prepare or buy for pasalubong.
We were picked up at the San Francisco International Airport by my son, my sister, and Bong.
Len and Bong loaded our luggage in their SUV. While we rode with my son in the sedan. Our SUV’s battery discharged due to several months of non-use.
Theo was so behaved during the 12-hour flight. He slept for 7 hours straight, watched tv, munched on snacks, and just sat quietly.
When we got home, we opened PAL’s gift to him – a blue mini-backpack with some kiddie stuff inside. I liked the leather kit with L’Occitane hand cream, moisturizer, etc. Edmund said he’ll use his to carry golf balls. PAL gave me a birthday gift, I will post it in a few days.
It’s not true that young kids don’t suffer from jet lag.
It’s been a few days since we arrived and we are still extremely jetlagged. As we get older, the longer and harder jet lag hits us. It was a long plane journey from Manila to San Francisco and we crossed several time zones which disrupted our natural body clock. Edmund and I feel exhausted and get dizzy and confused when we suddenly wake up when Theo is calling.
Theo plays all night and sleeps all day. And so am I. Of course, when he’s awake, I have to watch him. Sometimes I pretend to be asleep, but he is too smart. He’ll whisper in my ear “Wowa, I am awake.” “Wowa it’s a sunny day.”
We didn’t realize how fast Theo has grown. Ang likot na. Kala namin baby pa rin na iupo lang sa isang tabi, tahimik na sya duon. Naku po, medyo hyper na. At ang maigiit. Marunong mangatuwiran.
While trying to poo, he told me “Wowa stop looking at me. Close your eyes.”
“Wowa, that’s mommy’s room. Where is Theo’s room?”
“Wowo, come with me. Where is your money?”
