the sweetest thing

 
i am the mother of the sweetest boy in the world.  somebody told me that a mother always has a favorite among her children, which i firmly disagree with in my case.  but if i compare my two children, my boy is the sweet and thoughtful type opposite my girl's tough and "mataray" personality.  which gives him some sort of edge in a way.

take this for instance.  on my birthday, i took a leave from work to relax and have a worry-free day.  we didn't do anything to celebrate as a family.  the kids went to school, i stayed at home, the hubby was here and there.  before going to sleep that night, the little big man asked me why i didn't have a cake.  i told him nobody gave me one which, by the look on his face, set him thinking.  then he went out and talked to his dad.  after a while, he was in the loo relieving himself then he called out to me.

di ka ba nalulungkot wala kang cake?

(which means he is still thinking about it)

ayus lang.  ganun naman talaga.  pag birthday nyo,  pinapasaya ko kayo. e pag birthday ko  alangan naman ako rin magpasaya sa sarili ko.

(i was unintentionally making him feel guilty.  so shoot me.)

mommy, sorry ha wala kang cake.

later, i found out from his dad that he asked him to buy a cake for me and that he was going to keep me busy so i won't notice his dad gone to buy that cake.  but his dad declined and said they'll buy tomorrow coz it's already late in the evening.

[the next day, my office mate gave me a surprise birthday cake after i told her about this little conversation and when i got home, i told the little big man that i got one already.  he had the biggest, sweetest smile on his face.]