These kids certainly know how to make me say yes to their every whim.
They smile sweetly at me and just ask. Why can't adults do that??



My weekends are priceless!
Venize here on the other hand screams "Andee!!!!" every time she sees me. (Hmmmn makes me wonder if my future husband would by chance be named Andy? Haha!) Anyway,after she's said her hi's and hellos, she starts fishing in my bag. I don't what gravitates children to my bags!! When she has this triumphant look on her face, I know she has found my Samsung spare phone. She then dials furiously and starts a conversation that goes like this:
Venize: Hello, Piolo? Opo. Punta ka sa betday ko ah?
Imaginary Friend: *****
Venize: Oo! Betday ko nga. Sabi ko punta ka eh.
IF (imaginary friend) : *****
V: Dala ka gift ko. Gusto ko dles. Babay! Yey, Ninang punta daw Piolo betday ko!

These kids are my constant playmates. They make me stay grounded, thankful, and blessed. I can't wait to have my own. My friends say my kids will be spoiled by me and my family. But hey, who can blame me if ever I choose to do so? Kids will be kids for a very short period only. Might as well enjoy them while they're young

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