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. 😊
Last week, my mom bought the girls something from the mall. Of course, not two minutes later, they were already arguing about it.
Me: Stop whining and stop fighting about it.
Noelle: I waaaaant.
Me: Be thankful. Share. Would it have been better if Wowa did not buy at all?
Noelle: (with her cute pouty face) It would be better if she bought two, one for each of us.
Haha. Smart girl. 🙂
Phoebe's Sari-Sari Stories 