It was raining so hard and the driver was the one who got out of the car to buy something for the two kids. When he came back, to my dismay, he bought fruit tarts. I prayed that it was soft enough for Via. No problem with Kuya Gab, though.
And so I tried my best to smash the whole thing to make it as good as baby food. I took out the kiwi slices of course. And I ate some of it for myself.