We love and hate each other.

Whatever one wants, the other one needs to get.

Last Saturday, we almost made our Mommy cry.

We were wrestling in the bed and having the time of our lives. But I got tired and talked to Tita Abbie. I love talking to her, she talks to me. Martha obviously got jealous of the attention and jumped on me - landing on her knees, smack down on my face, hitting my nose.

It hurt. I tried to laugh it off but I ended up crying.

I got hysterical when my nose bled.

Martha, upon seeing blood, said, “Eeeeeewwwww”.

I have a black spot on the bridge of my nose. I so want to punch Martha but that should come at a later time when Mommy is not looking.

For now, kunwari OK kami.

Matthew.

Share This