My Son Quotes Novels & Stories

This son of mine's more like me when I was his age. " It's not gross. Uri's just telling me that he ate half of the cookie. And he wants to give the remaining cookies to Mama. Kiss your brother baka magtampo iyan, " I explained to my daughter. "Oh okay Papa. Sowie po, " she said and moved to kiss her brother on the cheek. "What are you supposed to tell your sister, young man?" This time my son smiled and lifted his hands to tell her the three words that we taught him. He had memorized it since his therapist repeatedly reminds him of that all the time.

Halatang naiintriga ang kaibigan base na rin sa timbre ng boses nito. “I have a son, pare,” mahinang tugon niya. “Son of b*tch!” palatak nito. “This is really a mess, pare. We both knew that this is not what you want for your kid. Iisa ang gusto nating mangyari kapag nagkaanak tayo, remember?” anito.

I asked him. My son smiled widely and nodded. “Of course! And I love her too,” he said. “Never forget that, okay? Always keep that in mind… always... r-remember that Sandra… loves us both. Keep that in mind especially when you get older… okay?” Unti-unting nawala ang ngiti ng aking anak. Even at his age, he's very smart. Alam kong unti-unti na niyang naiintindihan ang lahat.

"But first, let me meet our son." Oh, damn.

nauutal na saad ko kaya inilibgan niya lang ako. "Mama, you know Bob Marley? The famous jamican singer songwriter? His final word to his son is that'Money can’t buy life'." napatingin ako kay Aida na nakangiti na ngayon sa anak ko habang ako gulat na gulat pa rin. Malinaw nga na anak siya ni Rare. Malinaw na malinaw na may dugo siyang Grison. "So what do you want me to do? What do you want huh?" naguguluhan kong sambit kaya nginitian niya lang ako at hinawakan pa ng maliit niyang kamay ang kamay ko.

Gusto n'yang matawa ng sumimangot ang mukha ng anak. "Mi!" Ngumuso 'to at tumingin sa paligid na para bang nahihiya na baka may makarinig na iba. Pareho tuloy silang natawa ni Grant sa inakto nito. "Tama ang mommy mo, Son, masyado ka pang bata." Segunda ni Grant sa kanya. "Paano 'yan, Dad? Gusto ko po kasi na akin lang siya, hindi po ba siya pwede na ikulong sa room ko?"

wika niya habang magkasalubong ang kilay. Dahil sa sinabi niya, bigla kong naalala ang napag-usapan namin ni Lucifer noong gabing ‘yon. They are indeed a father and son. Maghapon akong lutang dahil sa tanong ni Levin. Kahit nagsiuwian na ang mga bata ay hindi pa rin mawala sa isipan ko ang tanong niya sa ‘kin. ‘Do you like my dad?’ “Ahhhh! Hindi nga kasi! I don’t like him!” parang baliw na sigaw ko sabay hilamos sa mukha ko. Tangina mababaliw ako sa tanong ng batang ‘yon!

Ang lalaking akala ko noon ay suplado at walang puso, pero heto siya sa aking harapan, isinusuko ang kanyang pride at maging ang kanyang kayamanan ay parang gusto pang isuko sa akin. Bago pa ako makasagot, narinig ko na ang pamilyar na boses ng aking anak na asungot, pero sa pagkakataong ito, hindi na sa utak ko—kundi sa totoong bibig niya! "Mommy! Sagutin mo na si Rich Daddy! Alam mo ba ang sabi niya sa utak niya ngayon: 'Kapag hindi mo raw siya sinagot, iiyak daw siya sa kwarto nang buong magdamag at hindi rin daw siya kakain ng isang linggo!' Hahaha! Si Daddy napakatorpe talaga!"

I greeted him. "Good morning, mommy. But still, I'm sleepy." my son replied weakly. I chuckled upon hearing his defending himself. "Son, wake up already. Mommy and I are already hungry, do you want us to have an ulcer?" Tyrone tried to convince. Luke just shook his head as an answer.

I’m tired of hiding, tired of my hypocrisy, and tired of acting as if I have something to hide from the people around me. #MySon #Sam Starting today, I would show the world that I have a son. No more hiding anymore.