CHAPTER 28

WE ENDED up in the kitchen, making pancakes. Dahil kahit anong kumbinsi kong mag-bake ng macaroons at cookies ay ayaw nila dahil that activity reserved only with their father.

Napaka-sana all naman talaga!

“Anong gagawin ninyo?!” Gulantang na wika ni Manang nang mamataan kaming tatlo sa marbled kitchen counter.

Ang dalawang bulilit ay may kanya-kanyang hawak ma whisk at spatula. Nakatayo sila sa kani-kanilang wooden kitchen step tools. Nasa gitna ako ng dalawa at siyang nangungunang naglalagay ng harina sa mixing bowl.

“We're making pancakes, Manang!” Irie chirped.

“Wow! Really? You want to make pancakes with your yaya? Or you want to make it with me?” Ani Manang at akmang hihilahin ako upang siya ang pumalit nang magsalita si Irie.

“Uhm… no, yaya is enough.” Sagot ng bata na ikinatigil ni Manang sa pag-aabot sa akin.

“A-Are you sure?” Anito na hilaw na ngumiti. “You know, your yaya is not good at making pancakes! I am good at making pancakes, remember?” Giit pa rin niya at tul