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. 😊
On our way to the supermarket last night, Noelle was already situated on my lap, her head on my chest, eyes closed. She was sleepy and tired. We kept telling her not to sleep because we were nearly there. When King parked…..
Me: Noelle, wake up, we’re here already.
Noelle: (no answer, no movement)
King: Noelle….
Me: Are you asleep, Noelle?
Noelle: (nods her head)
Haha. 🙂
Phoebe's Sari-Sari Stories 