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It’s the last day of May and it’s my 1st blog post for this month. Having been away for a while, I missed blogging about substantial articles I thought I’d get to timely post. With the upshot of the Pacquiao-Hatton fight (May 3, Sunday – Philippine time), I thought the Pacman would suitably figure as my “Monday’s Man Day” featured personality. Then there were other pressing issues worth writing about. Ah what the heck, I might as well start from day 1, May 1…

May 1 was Labor Day. It was a non-working holiday thus I had the time to catch up on a few household tasks. One of which is to fix my daughter’s bike as she doggedly insists that I do.


While I was laboriously entrenched into it, my 7-year old daughter kept herself busy embellishing it with Disney Princesses stickers. Soon as I’ve noticed, I asked her about it. She quickly replied with how she would like for it to look like a “girlie” bike. I then brought up how her kid brother Lucas won’t be able to use it later on as it would be too “girlie” for him. At that instant, as she paused and seemingly taken aback, she looked at me and said “I’m not passing this bike on to him.” Concerned, I asked why; “I will be passing it on to my would-be daughter” she replied. Overflowing with mixed emotions, all of a sudden, I was Granddaddy…

… too young to be one…

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