This mom has been crazy juggling around with busy scheds these past few days; charge it to a mom just wanting to live, doing everything to somehow bring a slice of bacon home. After series of fortunate and unfortunate events, I had to say I’d capped it off with a fête.
My two kids had walked down the aisle as part of the wedding entourage of a cousin’s sister’s wedding this afternoon. The wedding theme color was red; I love it much nothing pretentious – red an in red!
This guy went grumpy hours before the ceremony, he cried after knowing he’s going to wear black trousers and the little ‘Barong’, you know this customary wedding get-up in the Phils. it wasn’t just croc tears, he really sobbed like crazy. On situations like this you just want to grab him and compel him what you want him to do … it stressed me out, really.
My strategy is always not to talk until he’s sober, less provocation, but we’re running out of time so he got into the car in brief and socks. When we arrived at the church he has sobered and when he saw his cousin, he then asked that he’d be changed… thank heavens.
So here, grinning ear to ear, parang walang nangyari!
