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Ibalik nyo daddy ko!

Our second night without Pre didn't go as well as the first night.

I should have known that when Bebi A kept on going to the window and checking if Pre is playing basketball. "Daddy, shoot ball!"

"Anak, that's not daddy!"

"Daddy, shoot ball" I was carrying her at the window but her hand is holding firmly on the rails. I couldn't pry her hand, she's so keen on checking the person who's playing basketball.

Well, I bribed her by saying she could cut papers with me. I was scrapbooking and the two girls love it when my papers and tools are scattered around (the first night, they had fun with my punchers; last night, hinimulmol yung ribbons ko! wahhhh!)

Bebi A was pacified for awhile. But around 11 and we were already on bed. She started to cry. She wanted to go out of the room. I know that she's sleepy so I tried my "haplos ng pagmamamhal" tactic. We went out to drink water then when we went inside, I laid her on our bed and caressed her hair. It worked and we were able to sleep.

But, our night didn't end there. Around 330AM, she woke up crying. She wanted to go out again. We went out and told her that it's dark outside. She stopped crying. I gave her milk and she went back to bed.

This morning I found out that Pre was also not able to sleep. Soulmates talaga yung mag-amang yun!

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liliput said…
hehehe nag-iisipan yung mag-ama :)

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