I used to dislike kids (during my teenage years) especially crying babies, or those with severe tantrums, naughty ones and noisy kids. I was such a killjoy when kids playing outside is noisy and distracting me from sleeping, dreaming, studying, etc. and when I became really pissed, I’d yell at them to shuuut uuuup.

Maybe because I am the youngest and I grew up knowing that I am the baby slash princess in the house which is why I loathe to babysit as well.

But when I reached early twenties, things changed. Ugh, sign of old age eh? Kids and babies are so adorable! I love them and I want so bad to have my own children soon. I prefer a baby boy. The boyfriend wants a baby girl. But hey hey, no I’m not pregnant. Not yet. :d

For now, I’m okay with these wonderful nephews & nieces of mine.

Ck is 10. The sweetest and loving of them all. I witness most of his infant / childhood days because I was living with my sister that time. Sofia at 7 is more reserved, quiet but tough. I love her suplada look. 8 years old Trizia is witty and prefers to stay at home than to go to mall. So young but already has the smart logic and reasons. The youngest Jasper, just like me, is a camwhore. He’s so bibo and makulit. This 4 year old boy has a 20 year old mind.

And since I am known with different names (Liz, Lizzie, Betcha, Babeth) , these pamangkins of mine doesn’t know me as Liz.

Ck and Pia calls me Tita Beth while Trizia and Jasper prefers Auntie Lizbeth.