Up to now, I still have no clue on where my son got the idea about marriage.

But I can clearly remember  the time it was first brought up. I was not home then but my mother recounted what happened. Matt asked my sister-in-law to marry him!

And I guess from then on, everyday he’d pop up the question about Pops marrying me.

But these days, the did-Papa-marry-you  question doesn’t stop there. It continues with the “Why?” And more whys.  And more often than not,  tailed with a declaration of marrying someone.

Actually, my mother was aghast when one day my son said “Nanay, I’m going to marry —(name of his she-classmate).”