As usual, I am at home with my one-year-old. Supposedly, we were to attend an event in Makati today but decided to just stay at home. I did not receive confirmation from the company if I could babywear my son. Now that the young man is sleeping, I have a few hours to sort out my knickknack box. From my cleaning, I chance upon some unpublished writings. Some new blog entries, I told myself. Also a way to document everything as there were many from the past that I cannot remember anymore.
I wrote this last May 13, 2010. My Big Bunso was four years old then; today, he is 10 years old.
We came home from the boys’ school with their new books. Excited to have the books covered, I hurriedly went to a nearby office supplies store to buy a roll of plastic cover. I instructed my four-year-old son to close the door and never entertain any guests.
Few minutes later, as I was about to knock, our neighbor approached me and handed a new set of grade one school books. She mentioned that a school personnel came by but my son did not open the door. The school staff relayed to our neighbor that the wrong set of books were handed to us, thus she ran to give us the right one.
I was happy that day. My son took my instructions seriously. We played catch the ball and the books were left uncovered for days.
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.