Morning Rituals

My youngest son woke up when I got home yesterday and smiled when he saw me. I went down to my knees so I can hug and kiss him and he immediately came running towards me.


This is the scene I will never get tired of every morning of weekdays, reason why I'm always eager to go home after work. had coffee and talked with hubby over what happened earlier that morning. If my parents are not around, my husband is the one who prepares breakfast and takes care of morning rituals at home, like cooking baon for Chanel, Journey and Tenten, bathing baby Jake, the destroyer as his kuyas and ate fondly call him.

While we were talking, Jake would run around the house, well, not really a house but a studio type apartment. He will either throw his ball everywhere, turnoff the TV, scream at the top of his lungs or do something that will catch our attention. That's how hyper my youngest son is.