Meet Ariane Zoe C. Canastillo, my two year-old second cousin.
The little kid came with our grand-uncle (her Lolo) to our house last Holy Week, and my sister was making homemade Cerealicious with all the cereal, milk, Maltesers, Toblerone, Hershey’s syrup, Superstix, and ice cream she could procure. Of course, Malem (that sister of mine) also gave a serving to the little sprout…
…and this ensued:
“Ahmmm…” BAGAAANG!!!
…and this:
Nice beard, kid. Looks chocolatey.
Could’ve made Willy Wonka jealous.
…And this as well:
No, that is not a cute pout. That is a Malteser in her mouth.
I think potential choking hazards are neither adorable nor hilarious…
Is the worst over? We’ll see…
Uh, no. Uh-oh. Oh, no. IT’S A CHOCOLATE-INDUCED SUGAR-RUSH!!!
Yes, that shoe (and bewildered expression) is hers .
After a while…
Ooh, her energy’s waning (but the shoe is still there).
…until it came into a standstill.
Uh, ‘Day. Daw may banig man diri? Ngaa sa semento ka gid ya nagahigda haw?
THE MORAL LESSON:
Hinay-hinay lang sa tsokolate at matatamis, mga kiddies and mommies, if you do not wish to witness an incident of chocolate-driven sugar-rush like this.
Good luck, godspeed, God bless!
P.S.:
MGA ILOY SANG KALIBUTAN! HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY!!!