co-kid opener

ME: You think I'm cute? Somebody texted me that I'm cute a while ago. What's cute anyway? A toy dog?

TIN: No you're not cute. If she's talking about beauty or appeal or personality, nah-uh. You're not it.

ME: I'm just not your type. But if she texts I'm smart, I would say she's heck right. (Smiles)

TIN: No still. Hell, you're brilliant. Oops. That's me. Ok. Yeah, you're smart.

ME: Oh why did I ask you?!

TIN: Because!

The next day, on my way to the gym, I smsed her.

ME: But I'm not ugly, right?

TIN: Of course not!

ME: Qualify.

TIN: Later I will. Am in a meeting.

She knew I wasn't insecure and that the only reason for the sms was simply to affirm that I am a over-confident baffoon.

Tin was supposed to baby sit me yesterday. I figured not to go to the gym located in Banaue, one of the two places I work out at, yesterday after dropping off my special gurl at the dental clinic in Mandaluyong.

My babysitter, a.k.a. the bestfriend who took charge of the video coverage of my wedding, was to do some shopping at Robinson's Place in Manila. I could tag along, be her chauffeur, coffee buddy and her ward - kid and adult rolled into one.

ME: I need a day care.

TIN: Haha! And a gorgeous nanny.

I love her because she IS a perfect kid opener just like me.

Alright.

It's not like there's another hot choice out there.

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kids should know that...

Day care appeared in France about 1840, and the Societe des Creches was recognized by the French government in 1869. Originating in Europe in the late 18th and early 19th century, day cares were established in the United States by private charities in the 1850s, the first being the New York Day Nursery in 1854. (wikipedia)