That Messy Pup | 2006

I am partly Obsessive Compulsive. I have the tendency to put things in order of their color. And I clean up and arrange my furniture at least once a week. My computer files are sorted by folders and file types and I do not burn CD's whose content are incomplete.

When Jakjak came into my life. He turned it topsy turvy and inside out! I now had to clean up everyday and re-arrange my furniture every hour. My notebook now had to be 4 feet high and placed on a very sturdy table. I go to the office everyday knowing that by the time I get home, the house would have been run over by a hurricane named Jakjak. I did that for the first few weeks, and I finally got tired and left it to fate, that I would never have my 'clean' life back until such time that Jakjak becomes aware.

Of course, I still cleaned up after his mess. Just not that often anymore. Every night before going to bed, we put away his toys, mop the floor and disinfect every nook and crany of the house. It's during this time that Jakjak is also learning how to walk with the help of a baby walker. Actually, walk is an understatement, because, he soon learned how to kick the floor and launch his walker forward (sometimes backwards, he has bad sense of direction back then). And this made spills look like lagoons, a clump of toys became 'hidden' treasure, and you never knew what surprise awaits you when you turn to a corner.