In the Philippines, we have sari-sari stores — small shops usually attached to a person’s home, selling different sorts of goods. As a child, I dreamt of having my own, but I guess this is the closest I’m ever going to come to it. Sharing different stories — sari-sari stories — most especially from my experiences and learnings as a daughter of the King of Kings, as wife of my husband King, and as mom to our three princesses. 😊
Noelle and I were reading her ABC booklet last week. When we got to the letter N…
Me: Okay, next.
Noelle: N…N…spaghetti?
Me: No. N…N..
Noelle: Pasta?
Hahaha. 🙂
Then we read her book of shapes.
Me: Noelle, what shape is this?
Noelle: Circle.
Me: Yes, and what is it?
Noelle: A nose.
Hahaha. I knew she’d say that. 🙂
Phoebe's Sari-Sari Stories 