Typhoon Xangsane
Sept. 28, 2006...
My day started pretty normal.
milk. poop. play. babath. a poem from mommy. milk again. then sleep (mom co-afternoon naps with me).
Til a ring from her cellphone awakened her.. and I.
It was dad checking on us.( Why?)
After their talk, mom told me that a super typhoon was up.. (ohhh)
...and that daddy cant go home pa... sad!
She held my hand, and together we said a short prayer for daddy's safety and everyone's especially the homeless.
Then I slept again...
It was pretty dark and hot when I woke up that late afternoon (twas as if im in a different place... then I started to feel cranky by the way).
Mommy was fanning me, and 'bogart' (our house help) was preparing our dinner (their dinner rather...hehe).
Then dad came early evening.. his wet pants crumpled up to his knees... (hah! and I thought I'm the only soul in the house whose capable of wetting his own pants)
Dad left ate Eunice (our ever reliable family car) pala in some place because the street before our's is flooded.
Yey-daddy's-home-and-ok-I-can-take-another-nap-now-zzzz...
*mommy kong paparazzi... di talaga pahuhuli*
That same day at 11pm, Lights lit and the TV turned ON itself...Yey!