So everything at home is quite a mess. I get home and practically everything in ruins, thanks nak.
Dwayne loves "tents" basically a blanket that's been tied on two ends. He loves the thought of hiding and he always says, "Mama, be quiet" as if someone would hear us and if someone was looking for us.
His papa would then sneak in and surprise him.
He loves to hide in his tent, thanks to his tita who made it for him.
Did I mention, I love this kid to the fullest? Yup, I do.
Oh Dwayne, I know you're going to be one good kid and one lean man.