“Yeah I think you were a really good kid!”
Is what my mom said while I traveled back into the past situations where I had been a little brat. I don’t know what she meant by kid cause as far as I know I was so difficult to deal with hahah!
My grandpa (FUN FACT:in tagalog, we call him “lolo”; grandma is “lola”) used to spoil me all the time and I pretty much took that advantage way too far by eating Mcdonalds. Almost. Every. Single. Day. Especially back in kindergarten when my grandpapi picked me up from school, we always passed by the Mcdonald’s that was really close to our home.
I would start kicking, screaming and crying if they didn’t any while my grandfather oh so patiently tried to drag me away. He’s honestly a very patient man with me, I don’t know how he did it. When we get back home with the paperbag, I’m definitely sure mom was always so displeased, “You need to stop spoiling her!”
But man, he could never say no. I love him and miss him <‘3 also for the rest of the day I won’t be drawing and I got some wad of cash for the fam!… we might eat Mcdonalds.