A compilation of some of my Big Bunso’s anecdotes when he was just about four years old.
THE SMALL PRESIDENT
April 5, 2010 / Monday at the big house.
News about GMA’s birthday celebration was on TV. Bunso asked, “why haven’t she aged yet?” With an encouraging smile, I told him, ” She’s already old, baby. She is just small. and she’s our president.”
THE MISSPELT CANDY
Friday, 16 April 2010
My mother and four-year-old son bought candy in a sari-sari store. On their way back home, the boy asked his grandmother the spelling of candy.
mother: C A N D Y
my boy: You are wrong! It is M A X X. (then showed the candy to his grandmother as proof.)
CRUSH AT AGE FOUR
Friday, 30 April 2010 at the small house
We were watching the evening news when the soap Agua Bendita flashed on the TV screen during one commercial break.
Four-year-old son, who was busy playing with his Gameboy, suddenly approached me and said, “Mama, let us watch Agua Bendita, please. Please.”
I asked him his reasons. He told me shyly, “Agua is beautiful.”
A few minutes later, he went near me again and whispered (in a loud tone, though) “If you won’t allow me watch Agua Bendita, I will no longer kiss you.”
We watched Agua Bendita that night, much to the delight of my youngest son.
WANTED HANDY MANNY
4 may 2010
We were inside an FX and it was raining hard. There was a hole, thus rain water came in.
Four-year-old son: Where did the water come from?
Mama: From the hole up there.
Four-year-old son: Why then the driver did not fix it?
Mama: Maybe the driver is busy.
Four-year-old son: He should call Handy Manny. Handy Manny never tires of fixing things.
6 may 2010
We were heading to a mall. We came across an intersection. Bunso asked: “Why was there an x mark on the road?”
Puzzled, I told him, “I do not have the slightest idea.”
With a smile, my son casually said, “I know. The x mark means no car should stop there. It is an intersection.”
Astounded , I asked him who told him so. He said he just thought of it.
MY LITTLE HERO
Sunday, 23 May 2010
We went to a game house and exchanged a few coins for play tokens. We were to leave the place after hours of fun when a small, naughty boy pushed my back. Four-year old son saw what the little lad did. He ran after him and shouted, “You bad boy. Come here!”
Tuesday, 8 June 2010 at the small house
I cannot find the other pair of my slippers so I asked help from Bunso. He looked around; and down the sofa located the other piece. He got his long sword and used it to reach for the slippers.
He did not bother ask me to stand up so he can easily reach for the foot wear.
6 September 2010 at the small house
Four-year old son came from school. I asked him to eat his lunch while I do some chores. One hour and thirty minutes later, I saw my boy half-asleep, his plate almost untouched. I carried him to bed and returned to my unfinished task. Suddenly, a soft voice called, “Mama. pwede maglaro ng Plants vs Zombies?”
I wonder if such tactic was effective on me as well when I was his age?!?
* Tusing – a term my husband and I use to describe our boys in a half-asleep mode.
21 September 2010 at the small house
My seven-year old and four-year old boys were playing when I heard the former, ” You’re eating my personal space. Move a bit!” I was dumbfounded.
WHEN KIDS DON’T LIKE THE FOOD ON THE TABLE
11 October 2010 at the small house
mama: you want to eat now?
bunso: what is our food?
bunso: (examined the food) Ok. In two minutes I will eat. Two minutes pero matagal na matagal.
After a few minutes.
bunso: May I have banana, instead?
15 OCTOBER 2010
WATCHING TV IS GOOD
Bunso: I now know the spelling of web.
mama: Spell it then.
bunso: W E B
mama: Very good. Where did you learn that? Teacher Jo taught you?
bunso: No. Seen it at Word World. So you see, you better allow me to always watch TV. I learn something new everyday.
18 OCTOBER 2010
ON HOLDING HANDS AND HEART
Husband wanted to stay in Marquinton to watch a movie. Mother, coming from Novaliches, wanted to meet us somewhere in Cubao and eat together. Now torn between the two, I just stood still and kept my silence.
Bunso, nearly in tears, said, ” I told you two I don’t want to see you arguing.”
I held husband’s hand and we walked together to get a ride. We saw Petrang Kabayo at Marquinton then ate dinner somewhere in Cubao.
Devoted. Compassionate, Instinctive. Berlin loves to write personal narratives, thrilling discoveries, and mommy tips that make daily living the happiest. She shares the small house with her husband and their five boys.