quite eventful getting him to wear clothes since he was having a hard time sleeping or adjusting to our bed again in makati. (we stayed in mandaluyong a good 2 months methinks).
but on the way to school was smooth sailing. he was quite excited really.
when we arrived, he readily approached teacher monique and played with the toys. i left him for a while with his nanny to buy his uniform. i came back, yaya aisa was coming out of the room already. she said kyle was having fun and not a tear shed.
so whose tears were shed? mine.
when i last peeked in his classroom. kyle saw me and said: "bye mommy!" it was his way of saying, mommmy, i'm ok. i'm having fun. there's no need for me to cry since i know my classmates already. i'm a big boy now
and there i started to cry.
his is a big boy now. and the conversations we have are quite adult already.
in a few years, it's keon's turn.
no more babies. all i have are grown boys. =)