Hammie Chronicles 001 - July 15, 2012

My husband and I just came home from a weekend trip in Manila with some of our old friends.  My hubby decided to take the kids to dinner and go to mass afterwards.  We usually go out as a family without bringing any nanny.  You can just imagine when we are eating out and the kids want to explore the restaurant.  But nowadays, we are able to let them stay on the table and eat while we also eat.  It is not easy I tell you but we are able to manage taking care of them while we also take our meal. 

So anyway, we were on our way after the dinner to St. Augustine Cathedral to attend mass but the mass was already over.  Hammie was saying, ‘Mama, no more mass’ and I was like ‘Yes, sorry Kuya, we missed it.’  So hubby just wanted to go inside the church and light up candles.  We did that and afterwards started walking back to the car.  We were parked near the flower shops and various flowers were on display.  I was holding Hammie’s hand following my hubby who was carrying Louie.  I was looking at the beautiful flowers and this was how my conversation with Hammie went:

Me pointed at the flowers: Kuya, look at the many flowers oh.

Hammie turned to look at the flowers too: Wow.

Me (subtly instilling in him that it is nice to give flowers): When you have money you will buy mama flowers ha?

Hammie (I was expecting a different response): Ok.

So the conversation was over and my husband was about to unlock the car.

Hammie then looked up at his papa: Papa, please buy flower and I will give mama.

My husband surprised said: Ok.

I was giggling and whispered to my husband: Langga, ayaw palit og arranged. Isa ra. (Baby, don’t buy the arrange ones.  Buy one only)  Wala baya nko na cya giingnan na ingnan ka ha.  Nag-ingon ra ko niya na siya magpalit para sa ako.  (I did not tell Hammie to tell you.  I only told him to buy me flowers when he is able to)

So we then approached one shop and let Hammie choose one red rose.  The man tending to the shop, cut the stem and gave the rose to my husband.  He then gave it to Hammie.

Hammie holding out the rose to me with a big smile: Mama, here.

Me, very much delighted with this gesture and taking the long stemmed rose, ‘Thank you Kuya.’ Turning to my husband, ‘Thank you, Papa.’ Then looking at Louie, ‘Thank you, Louie.’  To which Louie gave a very nice smile that I was interpreting he was also delighted with that moment.  I hope he will also realize that giving flowers is one way to melt a woman’s heart.  Mine, at least. 

My husband told me later that night that it made his day with what Hammie did.  He was able to communicate well what his intentions were.  It was not said in a way as if I was asking Hammie to tell his papa for the flowers but he was asking his papa to help him give me flowers.  So now I am looking forward to flowers not just from my husband but two other boys as well.