Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Justin, The French Kisser

Justin, Justin, Justin. My bunso, my cricket, my gentleman. We don't know yet if he will grow up kulot like his Ate. Paranoid of being called a mommy who has favoritism by his daddy, I bought Justin his own exercise mat, stroller, and a sling. The rest of this stuff kasi are hand me downs from his ate (except the panties of course --- pero pag walang laundry, he had his share of panties too).I don't think I'm ready to do the sex talk with him -- I'll leave that to his daddy.

His first words are: Mama and Ate. Daddy, may excuse, phonetically, mahirap ipronounce ang letter D.

Oh, and Justin? He's a great french kisser. I think he learned from the best.

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