Elmo Pillow

Every so often, my mom and dad would "kidnap" us in the middle of the night to drive off somewhere. That somewhere could be anywhere but because my mom loves the classics, that somewhere would most often be Aristocrat Restaurant at Roxas Boulevard. There, she would order her favorite Chicken Barbeque and take spoonfuls of Halo-halo from one of the kids.

And because we'd always end up going home late, the kids would often nod off to sleep. My son S is usually the first to dreamland. He loves sleeping. He can fall asleep anywhere, it seems. And that particular night, he had a one-of-kind pillow to cuddle.




Elmo Pillow




Sleeping S





And because Baby S can't be without something soft and fluffy and S had sequestered her Elmo, she ended up sleeping with a soft and fluffy mamon.