Kiddo, Dad and I were lounging lazily inside the bedroom on a Saturday when O matter-of-factly prattled.
O: Dad, Mom, when you are old, I will take care of you. You both will live in my house so we are always together.
Me: Oh, that’s so sweet of you, son. I like that. But you know what?
O: What?
Me: When we are old, we’ll be like babies again. And that means, you’ll bathe us, feed us….
O: (frowns) Whaaat?
Dad: (butting in) Yes. And you’ll change our diapers, too.
O: (With a sour face and pouting lips) HUMMMPH! I don’t like it! LILIPAT NA AKO NG BAHAY! (I am moving from this house!)
Me and Dad: LOL!
