A different roof
She will either say she has not been to somone house and wants to go someone house or say want to invite someone to our house.
Of course, this somone is one she's fond of, but can be one she just aquainted too and she had chemistry with.Then she has been bugging my fren, Bernice's mommy, everytime we meet up. Speaking of it, I realised we actually have not been to their house.
So my kind hearted fren invited them and even suggested a "1 day 1 night" stay at her house.
I felt is interrupting, albeit the proposal sound interesting. And it was Bernice's mommy and the 3 little girls bugging, I dont wish to spoil spot but acepted the invitation.
So last Saturday night, I simply packed their "luggage" to send them off.
Probably I was too mindful with my domestical routine to accomplish.
Probably I was thinking this not gona to be real, the girls will back off immediately.
I didnt cater time for emotional, the separation anxiety. Not until the moment, when the car was here to fetch them...
Instantly, the carefree Clarabelle hopped in and beckoned Abella excitedly . The affectionate Abella was already eyes red, hand adhesive to mine, asking me to go along too. I was perspiring panick then but relief in heart too. Still we gave Abella the assurance to go ahead, it'll be fine, mommy will pick her next morning for breakfast, there will be many fun waiting ahead.
Abella is always a "sense" abiding child. After our words, she hugged and kissed me gdnite followed by to her daddy then lifted herself and hop on.
3 little girls waved inside happily as the car moved and disappeared..
I have no time for emotional... It was too late by the time I regreted. I missed them instantly. Not that it was the first time they sleep out, they ever stay-over at their mama's hse. But this time I really felt the amiss.
I was hoping for call... to pick them up, as they were weeping, insist to come home...
but none...
I dosed off and thought will be waken up by early morning call, urging us to bring them home...
but none other than a pic sms, taken 3 beauties sleeping and text, "will return ur girls in the evening..."
Arrh... I cant take it further... I return txt insisting to brin back my girls at noon!
What I had worried for my girls, sound more for myself, the older girl huh?!
Labels: motherhood, wtpg's adventure, wtpg's first







