Papa the Cigarette Sneaky

Frances (10:53 AM):  oh oh i have to tell you about my latest encounter w papa!

Frances (10:54 AM):  homaygash it's byootipul

Frances (10:54 AM):  so after our volunteer work in Laguna last Saturday, Abbott and I were watching Science of Sleep in the den.

Frances (10:55 AM):  then i heard soft leather shlippersh padding down the shtairsh

Frances (10:55 AM):  now we both know that Papa wasn't checking up on me

Frances (10:55 AM):  he was…shneaking

Frances (10:55 AM):  so i went out: Oh, hello! Why are you still awake?

Frances (10:56 AM):  Papa (innocent face): Oh! nothing. I can't sleep.

Frances (10:56 AM):  What's in yer hand?

Frances (10:56 AM):  Nothing

Frances (10:56 AM):  Show me

Frances (10:56 AM):  Nothing!

Frances (10:56 AM):  ohohoho ohoho Prances it's nothing. What are you doing?

Frances (10:57 AM):  (because at that time, I was reaching into his back, to see if he had a pack tucked into his pyjamies)

Frances (10:57 AM):  (or in his shirt pocke)

Frances (11:03 AM):  so tuloy, what happened was parang naghabulan kami ni papa in the same spot

John Ong (11:03 AM):  Like a dog chasing after its tail?

Frances (11:03 AM):  Yes! Tapos. nakataas yung shirt niya bec THAT'S were he was keeping the stick.

Frances (11:03 AM):  he was hiding it in his hand and in the folds of his shirt

John Ong (11:04 AM):  See if I was him...I'd go leaner

John Ong (11:04 AM):  Hide a lighter somewhere in the first floor

John Ong (11:04 AM):  and then come downstairs but ONLY with sticks...not packets of cigarettes...mas madaling itago

Frances (11:04 AM):  he can't na bec i've found his hiding places

Frances (11:04 AM):  kaya nga isang stick lang ang dala niya

John Ong (11:04 AM):  Oohh....hyu sneefed them out!!!

Frances (11:04 AM):  and i know this because when he was tired of our leetle game

Frances (11:04 AM):  he broke away, drew out the ciggy and said: one stick lang

Frances (11:05 AM):  so i turned my back on him and walked away in mock exasperation

Frances (11:05 AM):  and i heard him call out to me:

Frances (11:05 AM):  nabali tuloy!

Frances (11:05 AM):  

John Ong (11:05 AM):  Awww… sho cyut!

John Ong (11:05 AM):  You know I think you do a better job of policing them...mas may cariño ka e...

Frances (11:06 AM):  yeah papa likes getting caught. it makes him feel loved

Frances (11:06 AM):  once i found a whole pack of ciggies

Frances (11:06 AM):  so i broke up all the sticks and spelled 'I Love You' on the table outside their bedroom

Frances (11:07 AM):  may heart pa

Frances (11:07 AM):  

John Ong (11:16 AM):  "OK...sige go smoke.....rrRRRIDICULOUS!!!" *poof*

John Ong (11:16 AM):  "...now lets see you try to light that cigarette...with your paws.... "

Frances (11:16 AM):  and he trots over to mama's altar and lights it w her candle

John Ong (11:17 AM):  ...Sneaky intsik

Frances (11:17 AM):  super dooper