Dear papa



Eversince u started ur new job u never pick me up anymore..i only see u late at nite...it's usually ur face first thing in the morning..n its usually u who picks me up from nenek..now its either uncle im or mama...ur hardly at home to bring me out for my evening walks...

mama has her hands full..she never stops working from the second she reaches home till very-very late at nite..

Papa, do u know that im teething? that's y ive been very-very fussy..especially late at night..thou i know u sometimes do take care of me during the wee hours of the morning...its mama who i see the most...

Im not complaining neither is mama, we know ur doing this for us..its just that its such a rapid transition..from u being regularly around us to minimal existence...mama also just shifted jobs but her routine seems the same...just hope that u can work ur way around ur tite schedule to be with us more...

Im growing papa..if ur away most of the time..u'll miss every milestone i reach...n u can't turn the clock..i do not intend to make mama suffer when i feel pain...i know mama is sooo tired..taking care of her work, me the hsehold chores...but i need her..

Papa: we just hope u can be with us more like usual n this will be just a period that will pass...

We love u papa


Harris (narrated by mama)

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