My son loves this doll, and he even named it “Kaka”. I don’t know where he got the name, but after one day, I’ve got the answer to my question. “Kaka” for kakatayin. Look what happened to this doll. #poordoll
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Update December 2, 2015
We’ve been so busy these past few days because my mom just came back from Norway. We were supposed to go to St. James Bazaar last Saturday, but the traffic was so bad, so after wasting our time in Commerce Ave, nag U-Turn na lang kami and we decided to go to the airport to pick up my mom at baka matraffic din kami. We were so early that we waited for 2 hours.
Of course, there is always pasalubong for the grandchildren. Aside from chocolates, my mom brought her handmade doll. I don’t know how to knit or crochet, but we’re blessed to have a mom who has this skill. My mom made these dolls, rush order since biglaan ang uwi. Hehehe!
Two years ago, my mom gave a handmade doll to my son, but he was so curious that he cut the yarn to see what was inside the doll.
But I hope he will not perform any surgery on this doll. She is selling her craft in Norway, and I told her to open an online shop. Hehehe!
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