When Heaven laughs, I wish he never ends. His hearty ha-ha-ha takes away all of our hu-hu-hu.
On Sunday, Aires and I decided not to take Heaven with us when we run our Sunday errands. But over breakfast, Heaven was his usual sunny self, exploding into guffaws at the silliest antic. I pretended to be tickling Nanay and he just went berserk, laughing out loud to our delight.
Aires could not leave Heaven behind. “How could we leave him if he is having a ball playing with us?” But there were stuff to buy and we swore to hear Mass and visit my father for his birthday.
Heaven had been sick at the start of the year. He has been trying to recover from his bout with mild pneumonia and it would be unwise to tag him along with us.
But going out excites Heaven. He becomes pleasantly hyper the second he steps into the car. So Aires changed the plan and Heaven went with us to the Church and to the grocery store. We did not get to visit his Lolo who also decided that some malling would be perfect for the Sunday.
We went out for only a few hours. But it was time well spent as a family. We had lunch at Pho Hoa where Heaven had a field day munching on bits of crispy chicken lollipops. He also got his groove back dancing to Eastwood’s water fountain musical fare. He fell asleep as Nanay went through her grocery list at Shopwise.
There were a few grunts and rants along the way, especially when he would wrestle with Nanay during breastfeeding time at the back of the car. But overall, it was a happy trip. A day a Tatay like me hopes never ends.
Thanks to our happy Heaven, happy thoughts will tide me through manic Monday.
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