My poor baby boy has red spots on his face. They have made his cute face their home since last week. The doctor said it was tigdas-hangin, viral something, I forgot the term. She said that because he has complete flu shots and measle vaccine, he just has spots and not fever. Most kids have fever for a few days until the spots come out. Another good thing is that it's only a few spots on his face, instead of all over his body.

No medication needed, she said. We just need to keep him hydrated with water and juices, which he, thankfully, loves. So we've stocked up on Nestle juices and Pedialyte (the ones with the fruity flavors). Mikey needs all these fluids to strengthen his body against the spots and any other stuff that comes along with them. The spots are itchy and irritating. Poor boy! Plus, he doesn't have much of an appetite nowadays. I have to force him to take milk or solids. He just wants his juice please, thankyouverymuch.

His cold is back, that nasty nasty cold. His nose is either runny or seriously clogged. I have to put Petroleum Jelly under his nostrils to avoid soreness from all the wiping. He complains when I do that - put jelly or wipe his nose.

All of this sums up to a very fussy baby boy come sleeping time. Sorry, Daddy, it's not my sleep alone that gets disturbed 'cause the little man loves rubbing his head against you, kicking your face every now and then, having the blanket all to himself and wailing in the middle of your sweet dreams.

But we did have a treat yesterday. Daddy decided to count Mikey's gold coins, aka hoarded 5 and 10 peso coins amounting to ka-ching! ka-ching!. Mikey was having the time of his life messing up the neatly stacked coins and throwing them all around him like some new millionaire or lottery winner. And of course, one thing he will never forget to do, try to taste the clinky coins. (Cue the sound of everyone screaming whenever he tries to put a coin in his mouth.)