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A Bunch of Different Hauls

I got a few things for MB, the baby and me!

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got MB some socks

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I couldn’t resist these tin cans! They have candies inside. There are many variants. I wanted to buy all of them but controlled myself. The ones in the left tin can are sour candies. In the right are cupcake flavored candies.

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This is for my son. I was actually surprised that the fan is strong enough to cool my baby’s face. My son really enjoyed this. I say enjoyed because my god daughter enjoyed playing with it as well so we just gave it to her. I asked hubby to buy one later.


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More teethers



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more socks

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I got a brush cleaner because Ellana is no longer available in SM Makati. I hope this won’t disappoint considering its price tag.

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baby shampoo


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Got this quilted bag from Girbaud for myself. The leather on my Aranaz is slowly peeling away so I need a new basic  bag.

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Got this dress from Mango. I am slowly building up my wardrobe again as it really shrank when I got pregnant. I gave more than half of it away.

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This skirt, I really, really like but did not have the budget for back then. I’m glad it’s still available!

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