Sunday, May 29, 2005

kids. yes kids.

as soon as i arrived in baguio my sisters started telling me stories about the kids. two of my favorites:
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carlo: (holding chicharon bulaklak) ano to?
tita: chicharon bulaklak
carlo: nung buhay pa ito san to nakatira?


renzo: mama, i know why papa married you.
mama: why?
renzo: because you're pretty.
mama: you mean he didn't marry me because he loved me?
renzo: no. he loves you because you're pretty.

there. sometimes i'm almost afraid to have kids. :) ah but they're such precious ones.

good to be home.

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