Darice: He's computer-ing.
She was asked by my Mom what my Dad was doing.
Darice: Baka naghahalikan...
The reason why it was taking a long time for me and Dar to open the front door. [Hey! Dirty little minds! I was sleeping and Dar was playing Ragnarok :P]
Darice: Papa, ano yan? *sabay turo*
Dar mistakenly prepares to take a bath in front of Darice.
Darice: *whispers* Mama, panget nya.
A looks-challenged guy sits down next to me.
Darice: Mama, bakit nyo ko lagi inuutusan?
After I've asked her to close the door/lights/throw a piece of trash/get my bag for the nth time.
Me: Bakit anak, pagod ka na?
Darice: Opo. Uutusan nyo kasi ako palagi eh.
Me: O sige. Pero baka mapagod rin ako pag inutusan mo akong bumili ng toy ha.
Darice: *lalong sumimangot* Hmp.
Hehehe. It worked!
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Darice turns 5 today! ^_^
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I've always wondered why, of all the couples having pre-marital sex out there, God chose me to get pregnant.
I was an *average* college student then. Sure I drank, I smoked, I had sex with my boyfriend. But I go home early every night and studied (most of the time!). I was a responsible bum, a carefree, happy go-lucky nerd. I had enough fun, but had enough work too.
And then, a bombshell.
I went into a funk. I missed exams. I slept most of the day. I really didn't know what to do with my life. I felt that it was unfair of God to make me pregnant, when there were so many other couples out there having sex. What was going to happen?
But then I sobered up.
What was going to happen? Hello!?! I was going to be a MOM!
And instead of thinking that God was unfair, I thanked Him profusely.
Because Darice was given to me.
It may be a bitch being a mom, but it sure is a hella lot of fun!
[And you get lots of hugs and kisses too! For nothing at all!]
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