One day, she  was sweeping the floor at the veranda when I pulled her hair and smacked her face off the wall. Bam! I was not content with the blood trickling down her face, I got the mop and started hitting her like crazy. When I grew tired, I pushed her  and she fell 3 floors down. She’s dead now.

Of course i am just kidding. Hahahaha.  My son’s nanny left after 3 months of service. She and her husband were forced to  leave their house as they were just squatting on someone else’s property. I could have adopted her whole family but she thought it was best that they move back to her parents house.

It is quite a set back for me. Not only do I need to take care of my son all by myself but I need to help him adjust with the absence of his nanny and her two daughters.
We have grown to love Apple and Trish. They’re angels. Both Gabby and I had fun when they were still around. We would play ball with them, tag, etc. Not to mention, they fill the house with laughter. I love kids.

But now, they have already moved to Marinduque and I am in constant search of a baby-sitter who will help me with Gabby while I run the house. I already had 2 applicants and both failed to impress me. I need to be assured that the new baby-sitter will give genuine care as the old nanny bestowed my son.

3 months. It seemed so long and yet so short. I wish the kids will visit us whenever they get a chance. I miss them. And no, i will not push her off the building.