Every morning my husband carries Cruz to say goodbye to me when I leave home. Most of the time he stares at me with his hand waving by his father. His innocent eyes tell that he doesn't know what's going on. Shiela (our maid) said that when Cruz is about two to three, most probaby he will cry and show his affection for us everytime we leave him. We await that day coming patiently.
"I woke up early to baby blue eyes from the (fire) whoah whoah
and when the sun comes through and lights you like the angel you are whoah whoah
I know I do you wrong when I'm with you I've been gone ......."
(Next Plane Home, Daniel Powter) A nice song by one of my favourite singers.
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