My Favorite Person is a Five Year Old Kid

Due to my grandfather's passing, family members from all over the world went back to the Philippines to pay their last respects. It was the perfect opportunity not only to catch up with aunts, uncles, and cousins who we haven't seen in a long time, but also to meet the new additions to the clan namely, the great grandchildren.

This is the story of how I met Norah, my five year old niece, and how I (along with the whole family) eventually fell in love with our little darling.

This is Norah Anne, the first day we saw her. She didn't do much talking and wouldn't even look at us. Must've been the effect of the long flight from Spain to the Philippines and all the eager attention from so many strangers! I'd clam up too.

But we were given the gift of a second day, and off she went giving her primos and primas a hard time chasing after her and a possible stomach ache just from laughing way too much.

From then on it would be smooth sailing. She'd usually alternate between moments of pure concentration on the many gadgets she found amusing

and just being downright playful and charming with her different faces.

Adorable!

Over the course of her short stay here, she let us in on the things she loves.

Like her collection of Disney princesses stickers,

playing games on the tablet,

actually playing games outside,

music!, and the thing she couldn't get enough of...

swimming!

It's been a few days now since she went back to Spain, and god knows how long it will be 'til we next see her, but no matter how short the time we had with her, it surely brought a smile to everyone's faces and hearts. Really now, how could this kid not be my favorite person?