IF MY CHILDREN WILL BLOG

One of my greatest fear is when my children will grow up to be writers. The thought of them not having good memories of their childhood to write about scares me. Or,them recounting what I should have done as a parent.

How about if Lukie will have his own blog and will write about his "First Halloween Pumpkin". I wish to read this someday:

My parents were more excited than me and my brother when we had our very first Halloween Pumpkin. I was 5 years old back then. I know, it took my folks 5 long years before they thought of carving one. Maybe it has something to do when my mother quitting her job and decided to be a stay at home mom. She finally had time.

It was raining that day and I remember my Pa' looking at his reflection on the mirror. He had put on a red raincoat and it was really small on him. He rode his bike and came back after 20 minutes with a big pumpkin.

I asked my mom, "Is that for a cake you're going to bake?" Then she laughed and answered, "No honey, its for Halloween like the one Garfield had before they went trick or treating".

My mother drew the nose first and rest followed. I heard her say, "My Ifugao pumpkin carver", to my father as his knife worked.

I was more interested to the game at GIOCO IT. on the computer when they were busy with the pumpkin. My mom was taking pictures and she asked me to stay next to that orange thing. I didn't want to until she bribed me with a "Haribo".

I thought my parents were silly back then fussing over a pumpkin. I didn't know they are carving memories like what I am treasuring now. How I miss them!