"Mommy!!" my son ran towards me as he hugged my legs tightly.
I looked at my parents. Their eyes widened a bit before they smiled.
"Your son is already waiting for you, Zaiah," my mother informed me as she continued stitching her shirt.
While my father, on the other hand, walked towards us and put a towel on my son's back.
I chuckled. He looked up to me and smiled widely. "What do you got for me today, Mommy??" Creleo asked as he reached for my bag but he couldn't because of his shorts legs and even if he tiptoed, Creleo couldn't still reached for my bag.
I laughed and just carried him up. He immediately checked my bag and a frown etched on his face when he saw nothing in there.
"No food, Mommy?" Creleo sadly asked and hugged my neck as he burried his face there.
I smiled. "I don't
