My kids are so sweet. Whenever they walk and pass by gardens or just any flower pots anywhere, they will pick a flower and hand it to me and say; “For you, Mom”. Sometimes they will runnnn to me shouting “Mommmm! Flowersss…!!” or sometimes they even knee-down and make it like a scene. So sweet!
Every time they do that, my thought would fly across 20 years ahead imagining them as a grown-up man who will start finding loves. Always, I’ll secretly whisper “Hmm, I hope one day you’ll grow up and be those romantic guys that make girls happy okay, not like your dad!”
Make-girls-happy which I meant here by always giving flowers, giving presents, making surprises and all! Cause that’s what girls typically wish for. Me-husband…guess how many times have I received a bouquet of flowers from him throughout our 10 years of relationship? TWICE.
The first time was during my convocation, that was even before we officiate the relationship. The bouquet was so big and nice, enough to blind me with the perception that this guy is so romantic I am one lucky gurlll!!
Totally, totally mistaken.
But God is great He gifted me with these two minions who treat me like a queen, offer me flowers countless times a year, effortlessly cute and sincere. Oh another one! Who will be trained the same by the seniors so he’ll know this is a must ritual. Hehe..
My three little heroes, I love you all so much and Thank You for making me feel like a lucky girl always with your sweet gesture.
Okay not to forget my husband… Though you faked your romantic-ness before, you too are the reason they’re here. So you’re the real hero here. Rightttt…….. haha. Love you moreee!