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Dawter A had an adventure yesterday. Ate Ann was off yesterday thus we had no choice but bring Dawter A to the baptismal seminar. On our way to St. Francis Xavier's, nothing major happened. Even during the seminar, she didn't cry nor whimper. I thought we'll be able to go through the thing unscathed.

I was wrong. On our way home, we rode a cab and Dawter A started to wail. I thought that the taxi driver will ask us to go down. We couldn't figure out why she was crying. Pre thought I mishandled her. Haha! What Ninang T and I noticed was that she cries when cab stops. So, we checked if our hunch was right. It was. Rotten of all lucks, the red traffic light was everywhere we go.

The short ride seemed longer. We really couldn't do anything for her. Wawa naman.

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