I like My Father's Name

As we drove by the Cathedral, my mother mentioned that January 20 is also the feast day of its patron saint, St. Sebastian. Since it is also the hubby’s birthdate, I kidded around and told him that had his parents been devout Catholics, he would have been named after the saint’s name. All of a sudden, a pillow flew and landed on the dashboard from the car’s backseat. Chikoy threw the pillow in protest of the joke.

With hands crossed over his chest, he forcefully proclaimed, “Indi ko gusto!”

“Ang ano baby?”

“Indi ko gusto i-la-in ang ngalan ni papa ko… waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” sobs, sobs sobs.

Aaawwws… I’m sorry baby, it was just a joke. We’re not changing your papa’s name to Sebastian. Mama won’t joke around like that anymore. Until you’re in a better mood! Kidding!

It took a while before we got him to stop crying. Later, when he was sober, we asked him why he didn't like the joke. He said that he didn't want us to change his papa's name. He likes it to stay the way it is. A very logical explanation explanation really.

Hay, with the rate things are going, I'd have to censor my jokes too!