Young Master Kulit

Last Thursday when D picked BoyKulit up from school, he was in a bad mood. He rode the car and sat down with arms crossed and a sour face. So D asks him;

D: Hi babe, what's wrong?
BK: Daddy, I don't want ice cream. I don't want taho. I don't want spaghetti. I want to go home. Now.
D: uh, ok...

Turns out he wanted to leave their room after class but couldn't since there was a birthday party and it was crowded in the corridor. Ayun, badtrip! Such a senyorito!

1st Plane ride
Davao
Jan '08