Chapter Seventy Five

"What else do we need to buy, Mom?" Napalingon ako sa limang na taong gulang na anak ko. Namimili kasi kami para i-refill ang stocks sa bahay.

At his physique hindi ka maniniwalang five years old pa siya. My son is tall. Halata ding matalino, not that I'm bragging but my son really is a smart kid. And I'm really proud of him. Para siyang matured na kung magsalita, nakayuko siya at tumitingin sa mga gulay. Matangkad pa siya sa mga kaedad niya.

"What dish do you want me to cook for our lunch, baby?" Malambing kong tanong ko sa kanya, tumingin siya sakin at nag-isip. He's so cute hindi ko tuloy napigilan ang sarili kong pisilin ang pisngi niya.

"Mom, stop that. I'm not a baby anymore," He whined, pouting his pinkish lips. How can this kid get cuter than he seems to be?

"But you are my baby, aren't you," I teased him more, poking his side and making him glare at me.

"Well, how about pinakbet?" I looked sideways before suggesting to him.

He nodded his head, perking his lips and showin