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After turning to the curb side of Crelig St., which our home sweet home is located, I noticed a grey ford pick-up parked in our two door garage. It was no stranger to me because it was my hubby's. The question though is why is he home? I can only count in my fingers the times he came home during lunch time. Usually, he would text or call me and asked me, What do we have for lunch?
Hmmmmn...Bakit kaya? I parked next to his and turned off the car engine.
I opened the screen door from our car garage and close it behind me. Upon turning around, my hubby "Alfred" was holding Jayson in the hallway facing me. A sweet smile fainted my face. I walk towards them and give them a big hug and kisses.
Hmmmmmm! Grabe nakakagutom naman ang amoy na nanggagaling sa aming kusina. Amoy "Sinigang na Baboy" also known as sour soup. No wonder why Alfred is home. Because my mother in law told him so.
At the end of the hallway to my right is our dining and kitchen. My mother in law is busy messing up my kitchen. (Just kidding!) Anyway, nahiya naman ako sa byenan ko doing all the work so I put my handbag down the counter top and help her by setting the table. I can tell even Jayson is ready for lunch, kayat laway ang baby ko. Ha!ha!ha! Everything is ready, nakahain na ang pakain sa lamesa. Ready? Dig in!...
Oh boy! Sarap talaga ng sinigang grabe! Sabay subo ng masarap na Leche plan courtesy also of my paboritong byenan. Wala na, sira diet ko pero enjoy naman tummy ko. (Lol!)
My mother in law was about to wash the dishes but I stopped her. She already did gave us a wonderful lunch so I figured it's about time I go back to my house duties. I let her hold Jayson while I am cleaning up the table and washing the dishes.
After a good twenty minutes of tummy rest, my hubby kiss us goodbye because he has to go back to work.
A cellphone rings. It was my mother inlaw's. Pati ang aking byenan ay nagpapaalam na rin. Muntik na niyang makalimutan na mayroon diumano siyang manicure appointment ng ala una ng hapon. Sabay beso - beso sa akin at halik sa noo ni Jayson. I thank her for helping me taking care of Jayson and for the yummy lunch. As always champion talaga sa pagluluto si Mama.
After they left, I went to the living room to rest some more and have a little playtime with Jayson. I turn the television on and switch through the channels. There is a nice cartoons showing so, I let it stayed on it.
I thought it wouldn't happen soon but it did. My baby boy Jayson fell asleep.
There goes my que. Yes! I gently put him down his crib and grab the remote control and lowered the volume of the television. I look up the wall clock hanging behind, on top of the television. It is one twenty in the afternoon. I have an hour and ten minutes before I go and pick up the kids from school. I always give myself at least 30 minutes extra to make sure I won't be late in picking them up. Even though the school is just, five minutes away from our house. (I know right! We got lucky!)I still give myself extra time.
It hasn't been long or so I thought, grabe talaga ang bilis ng oras. Feeling ko tuloy parang wala pang thirty minutes nakapikit ang mga mata ko at tumunog na agad alarm clock ko. Hay life! Buti na lang hindi nagising si Jayson. It is much easier to put him inside the vehicle, in the car seat, without him screaming on the top his lungs.
It only took us about five minutes to reach the school. Marami-rami na ring sasakyan ang nakaparada sa parking lot ng eskwelahan. Matiyagang naghihintay sa paglabas ng kani - kanilang mga anak.
Hindi rin nagtagal at tumunog ang bell. Parents lined up and waited for the teachers to check our identification before releasing our children to us.
The boys are happy and eager for us to go. On our way back home I ask them how their day was. They said it was okay and a very busy day while pouting.
Your boys are "Divos!" I used to joke on my hubby (Alfred). They complain about everything. Hay naku, may patirik tirik pa ng mga mata, sabay halukipkip ng mga braso at ang haba ng nguso habang nagrereklamo. Paano pa kaya kung babae ang mga anak ko.
Hmmnn...I don't even wanna know! At least, not for now.
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Marian
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