Friday, November 28, 2003
Because he wouldn’t eat “Philippine food”…
…I took him out to Burger Machine to buy five jumbo burgers and two sans rival at 4 in the morning. He easily demolished all of them within three hours.
He used to refer to me as “beeyootiful cousin.” Now, I’m his Burger Lady, the divine provider of Canadian comfort food.
He would ask questions like, “why are there so many garbage in the Philippines.”
I answered, “Jomar, That’s what makes BM burgers good.”
I think he believed me.
Whenever I say goodbye to him so I can go to work, he will ask, “But why can’t you stay with me and play?”
Amazing what a 7-year-old boy, whom you haven’t seen for two years, can do for your well-being.
***
I don’t think I can say the same about his two-year-old brother, my godson, Jack.
He’s a headache waiting to happen. He spit on me because I took the phone (which he was slobbering on) away from him. Because the saliva shower seemed to be getting stronger by the minute, I did what a woman cornered would.
I defended myself with pillows. No, I didn’t smother him to death, even when I wanted to. I just tried to rescue the dry parts of my shirt by using the cotton-filled cloth as a shield.
This seemed to anger the little monster more, so he took the pillow away from me and threw it from the bed. I’ll be damned before I let a kid not even a quarter of my size to get the better of me.
So I took heavier pillows, which he grumpily snatched away from me. When I thought he was too tired to be an asshole anymore, I got up to have some grub.
How was I to know that the little bastard was holding a grudge? When I stood, he ran towards me. I thought he wanted to hug me, so I opened my arms really, really wide.
What do I get for being so… loving? A spit worth of five minutes’ effort.
Eeuw…
***
Little Johnny
Is as cute as mice.
He doesn’t have lice,
And he is very very nice.
He looks like an angel
With his thick lashes
And eyes that turn
as wide as saucers.
He understands to that to go up
You must climb up.
And when you say, “no, no, no”
He’ll repeat after you
and do what you
Want him to do.
Little Johnny
May be a brat sometimes,
But his smiles and laughter,
Reminds you that he’s only one.
***
“Jomar hatian kita ng coke ko gusto mo?” –Dondon asking Jomar if he wants more coke as the latter spilled more than half of his earlier.
--Ikaw ang pinkamahal ko sa lahat. Wala ng iba. Ikaw ang pinakacute at pinakamatalino at pinakaguwapong baby boy sa buong mundo.
--Dalawa kami ni Jomar,ate.
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