
Eric’s P2
Hi. I am Eric. And I am Now in P2. My Mommy Buy Bag, Pencilbox, Pencil, Glue, Ruler. And my name class is 2 Anggun.
And My Bully. Change Class. 2 Ceria, 2 Cermerlag, 2 Unggul. And That Is All The End.



Flashback: Eric’s old journal 25JUL02
Hectic, hectic week.
Highlight of the day: Youza! Eric’s walking! Ohmigosh! Alright, so it was a 3-second walk, but it was still amazing. I was on my computer in the bedroom when he saw me. Eager to go to me, he let go of his aunt’s hand and moved — my heart skipped a beat when I saw him approached me on his two chubby legs! Right before he was going to fall, he held on to a cupboard beside him. What a smart little rugrat!



Flashback: Eric’s old journal 23JUL02
Highlight of the day: Eric’s goofy teeth are growing and more obvious now — it’s so adorable! Right now he has 4 teeth altogether. More to come, as he’s starting to bite on my finger more and more these days. Ouch.



Flashback: Eric’s old journal 21JUL02
He’s quite a handful today. Half of the time, Eric just cries and cries. I carried him around, play with him, feed him, sing to him. At times, he’ll calm down, but more often he’ll just cry on, leaving me with absolutely no idea what to do, but to just sit there and hold him. Of course, by now I’m pooped. And still have loads more work to do. There goes my weekly house clean-up.
Highlight of the day: He’s been standing by himself more and more these days, even though they’re just a few seconds at a time. I see that as a major progress, though. And, something surprising happened after his morning bath today. He noticed his penis! Then, he started to play and squeeze them! Ouch! The only thing I could do was to say “Yes, that’s your penis. You use it to pee-pee,” and then to quick as hell get his diapers on before he hurts himself.



Flashback: Eric’s old journal 19JUL02
Tomorrow, Eric turns 11 months! And in another month, he’ll be one year old! Very soon, he won’t be a little baby anymore. *Sigh*….
Highlight of the day: He’s starting to learn how to climb up furniture these days. Yesterday, he climbed down our bedroom bed, and this morning he climbed up our living room chair. With ease. It’s scary. Now more than ever, I need to keep an eye on him and pray that I’ll be there to catch his fall :O


