Salam. Let me share a story about Hat-trick.
Last year we stopped at Paris for a day before flying off to Malaga. Because of ample time we had, we went to Disneyland. I didn't know what happen but Junior lost his snow caps THREE (3) consecutive times. Back to Back. Hat-trick Scores.
The 1st One that I brought from home disappeared somewhere-I-forgot-how.
Then I got this one for him, which was lost less than 5 minutes afterwards. As we were walking, I noticed the hat was no longer on his head.
He was all tears. If it wasn't because of the unfamiliar cold weather, I wouldn't have bothered.
But what to do? Came the 3rd one. By then, I lost my humble mafla while looking up a snow cap for my own self.
Anyways, the 3rd hat was lost again. After a 3-D show in Madam Tussauds, London. And it took Junior FOUR (4) different hats to finally understand the meaning of taking care of his own thing. My husband's face was all blue in anger. I had to constantly remind him with the sweetest smiles and gestures let's-not-ruin-our-good-mood-dear kinda way. Or else we wouldn't have had loads of sweet pictures to smile and laugh at later on.
Well, that's all for now. Thanks for still being around, love you for that. Until next time, Sayonara.
Much Love, TPJ.