We have just spent our Christmas together - you, me and Papa - without the need for explanation and excuses.
It was very simple and not so quiet. We had ChocoMucho to give away to the kids who knocked on our door Christmas morning. And you learned how to give them yourself by counting heads first and then counting how many bars of chocolate that you ought to hand out. It was the highlight of the day. It went on until noon time. Probably, the sun was too hot for the kids to walk around the neighbourhood.
You were wondering about Yaya and were asking if you could go to Kuya Gabino's place. I told you that Yaya was in her mommy and daddy's house. And as for Kuya Gabino, I told you that he was in Tagaytay with your Lolo and Lola at their rest house. Beforehand, you said you didn't want to go to Tagaytay so the conversation ended there.
We had pork roast by your papa and I tried making mini pizzas. You liked them but I refused to give them to you as much as you wanted because I burned their bottoms. So Papa cooked the next batch. However, by that time, you preferred eating his marinated and fried bangus belly - your favourite.
I know Christmas should be about Christ our Lord. I just mentioned it to you once but I don't think you know him yet. For myself, I know about Him (but I don't really know Him) but I have given your happiness the utmost importance this Christmas. Remind me to work on this.
For me, Christmas is about your happiness and family. Finally, we had one.
Right at this moment, I'm waiting for you to wake up. Your breakfast is ready. Papa prepared it before he left for work. I'm browsing our videos in You Tube and trying to put proper titles on them. Most of them are about you.
I love you. We had just a great Christmas.
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