I’ll go straight to the point…I’m still too exhausted of long talks!
Drama #1: Employee vs. Employer
At 5 a.m., I was roused from sleep with the bomb that Randy dropped: “Uy, hindi na raw babalik si Cynthia (our helper). Kung galit daw tayo o si Lina (our other helper) sa kanya, hindi na raw siya babalik.”
I was roused because I was riled. What the?!? Background story: On Sunday, Yaya Tet declared she is going to have to leave Yoona…Yaya Tet has a new lovelife…ibabahay na raw siya ng new boyfie niya! First time daw niyang yayain ng boyfriend na ibahay in all her 42 years of existence (take note, one week pa lang silang magkakilala!) ergo, she has to grab this opportunity. Of course, this posed a problem for my brother & my sister-in-law, especially because my sister-in-law is bound for Spain next week to pursue her master’s degree. Our helper, Cynthia, was recommending her friend who lives in Subic. On Monday, Cynthia had her day off. Little did we know that she volunteered to my sister-in-law that she will fetch her friend from Olongapo! Thus on Tuesday, we were all surprised that she still hadn’t returned! Windang kami, because we sent our boys to our Sta. Rosa building, and it was Yaya Isay’s dayoff. Result, we were understaffed and everyone got dead-tired. Had we known that she’s going to have two days off, we would have asked Yaya Isay to postpone her day off when Cynthia returned. So a pissed off, naturally-mataray Lola Yaya Lina called Cynthia and berated her for not informing us of her plans that Tuesday night. And then on Wednesday, we were told what Cynthia texted. Kaasar! In my mind, didn’t we have a right to be pissed off? All she had to was tell us her plans! And worse, it seemed as though she’s telling us we can’t get angry at her! Bawal pagalitan!
Drama #2: Raviv’s Old Yaya vs Raviv’s New Yaya
have had dropped off Raviv at school, our driver (Yaya Isay’s jowa) went to do some grocery shopping with me (Randy was in Cartimar, buying his marine aquarium paraphernalia) to kill time as we were waiting for Raviv’s class to end. Then Yaya Isay called. After her, “Hello Ma’am…”, silence ensued and then after what seemed like eternity, I heard sobs at the other end. I thought it was Cynthia. But no, it was Yaya Isay! From what I have gathered from between her sobs, it seemed like she fought with Raviv’s new yaya, Lola Yaya Lina (Raviv calls Lina “lola” because, I surmise, she resembles my mom’s younger sister and even my mom). I just told Isay to wait for me, as Raviv’s class was about to finish. Hay naku, problema nanaman with the help!!! Another fight among themselves.
Drama #3: Nanay Dew vs. Our Pick-up’s Lock
Raviv has always wanted to sit in front to be able to tinker with all the pindot-ables and steering wheel there. Thus, he is always seated at the back. When we arrived home from his school that day, Raviv refused to get off the car. Because I’m one sutil mom, I got off the car and told Raviv, “Karbee, Nanay’s getting off the car. Iwan ka na!” with the hopes of scaring him into getting off the car. Then to further scare him, I closed the door of the backseat from where I alighted. But instead of groaning and pounding the window, he transferred to the driver’s seat with glee and then pressed the power lock! Right there and then, all doors locked! Fart, fart, fart! I panicked because the car key was still in the ignition, and all windows were rolled up!!! I asked our driver Dodong whether he has a spare. He did not bother to answer and ran like a whirlwind to Randy’s office to look for the spare. Meanwhile, I was pounding on the window and started pulling and pulling the car door handle (or whatever you call that, basta ‘yung hinihila para mabuksan ang pinto). Our other helpers joined me, and we were all panicking. All throughout, my Raviv was laughing inside, paikot-ikot, probably thinking that we were playing with him. Minutes passed and still Dodong
hasn’t hadn’t returned! I started shouting, asking him whether he knows where the spare was; because if not, I would ask our other boy to rush and get a locksmith. Or, if we do run out of time, I was super ready to break the window. When Dodong returned, he was fumbling and told me to call up Randy and ask where the spare was. As I was to instruct our other guy helper to rush and get a locksmith, Raviv went to the driver’s seat and pressed the power lock again, this time unlocking the car with a distinct “click” sound. His Lola Yaya Lina (or was it Dodong?) immediately opened the door, and I scooped him into my arms right away, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Thaaank youuuu Lord! When everything sank in, I thought, “Ay, patay ako kay Randy.” But that no longer mattered: what mattered was that my son did not suffocate because of my kasutilan.
Drama #4: Yoona vs. Raviv
As if the day’s dramas were not enough, may pahabol pa nung gabi! While my sister-in-law and I were conferring with the kids in one room, Raviv motioned for me to be seated on my lap. I carried him and he sat on my lap. Then, Yoona also motioned that she too wanted to sit on my lap. I intended to lift her, but was stopped because we started talking about an important matter. As we were talking heatedly, we heard a loud cry. And that was the only time we noticed that Yoona managed to pull Raviv’s hand and sank her teeth into his hand! Yoona was biting Raviv’s hand furiously, and it took several of us to remove Yoona’s teeth from Raviv’s hand. It took a while for Raviv to stop crying (note that Raviv’s pain tolerance is high; he does not cry easily from pain), and I felt sorry for him and just kissed and kissed his tiny hand.
Haay, too much drama in a day can definitely be draining!!!
- Cynthia eventually returned; gusto lang ‘ata ng pam-pam. I didn’t pam-pam her though; I gave her a piece of my mind in a calm yet authoritative (I hope) voice.
- Yaya Isay and Lola Yaya Lina eventually kissed and made up.
- Surprisingly, Randy did not get mad at me.
- This morning, Lina told me that Raviv showed her his bite mark and said, “Yaya o.” She asked, “Sino’ng may gawa niyan Kuya?” And Raviv said, “Vi”
Note: Yoona is trained to call Raviv “Kuya Raviv” (though she’s almost 3 months older); while Raviv is trained to call Yoona “Ate Vi” [why Ate Vi? Because of my ingenuity at giving names..here’s the trail.
Yoona –> Yoona Valdez (gets? Eula Valdez) –> Yoona V. –> Ate Vi]
And then today, Raviv pinched Yoona’s cheek, and it was Raviv’s turn to be the villain and Yoona the martyr. Hay, toddlers!
What about you, any “Dear Charo”-worthy stories lately?
Tell me what you think!
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