Since I was a teenager, I planned to break and stop poverty in the next generation. I am not rich now, but it would have been better if I had compared it to back then. Financial struggle, especially while studying? I've been there and don't want Caleb to experience that. After his christening, he had a decent amount of cash gifts as the culture here in his husband's hometown was different. It was a normal practice to give $17. Yep, that is for Godparents. Unlike in my place, we are okay with gifts. After counting how much the total, I decided to save it and open an account for him. Thankful one of the local banks offers Junior Savers intended for kids, and maintaining balance is only $1.71.
BDO - we finds ways as the company tagline.
It was after lunch when we decided to finally visit the local bank. Although it was just a few minutes' drive from our place, traffic took us almost half an hour there.
Sometimes I wonder why it always rains every time we go out!
I thought it would only take a few minutes since there were only a few clients when we arrived. However, we waited for half an hour before we were catered. The husband kept on bubbling about why it took them so long, but as someone working in the office with similar document processing, I understand that it would take time. Also, we aren't VIPs, so indeed, we need patience to wait.
Finally, it was our turn, and after filling out some information and submitting documents, I got Caleb's passbook.
I even joke with the husband that if I only knew that they are generous in giving cash gifts, we would get a lot of Godparents. If you are that person, you can almost replenish your expenses—not that 100%, of course.
Afterward, we dropped by the nearest supermarket to go grocery shopping.
I was craving spinach, but after seeing how expensive it was? Better change the menu!
I contented in buying a bottle of Kimchi;
And sushi. It was nice, as it was just small cuts with different flavors. My husband isn't fond of it, so I am sure that I could eat it all 😆.
When we were done, the rain started to drizzle. I held our son while the husband carried our purchases. It was fine, but we needed to cross the road through the overpass 🤣.
That was never a problem before, but now? Believe me, my knees wobbled, and I was catching my breath. Yet, I needed to be extra careful. I could not risk my son.
In fairness, unlike in Manila, the overpass here was clean! There was no trash, vendors, or even unwanted settlers.
Indeed, you had that extra strength and superpower when you were a Mom—finally made it crossing 😆. We arrived home safely.
I think my baby appreciates it 😆.
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