He was once like any other kid.
Kids will be kids. They’d crave for attention, they’d do whatever makes their wishes happen. Seven years later, this is still true.
Nobody has done better things at the very start, the worst ones would just have to happen first.
Mood: 3/10 Honks! (Editing, cringing, editing.)
Marcus and I wish it’s silver. Who has never wished we were born rich anyway? Money is attractive so admit it or not everyone else at some point dreamt that they have cash and assets readily available at their own disposal.
As Marcus grows older the more he understands the value of money and his plans to have it are rather amusing. He has plans for my career, he has dreams of winning the lotto. He would also ask if we can afford a toy or not and he would freak out if he learns we spent money. He’s funny.
It’s obviously getting hotter. Eight o’clock sun in Bacolod feels toasty already and most likely will rise further now that Summer is just around the corner.