Me: I'm sorry Miguel, I don't feel so good right now.
Me, thinking fast: Because I had a misunderstanding with my friend and it's bothering me.
Miguel: What's a misunderstanding?
Me: It's when you don't understand each other.
He comes over and kisses me. I smile.
Me: Aw, are you trying to cheer me up? (He nods) Thank you Miguel.
I go back to my thoughts. Miguel glances at me, gets a pad of paper from the drawer and asks if he can use it. Sure, I say. A few minutes later he comes to me with a drawing.
Me: What is it?
Miguel: It's a happy ship.
Sure enough instead of the usual jolly roger, there's a smiling face on the flag atop the mast. (jpeg to follow) I smile again and give him a hug. Then he starts writing some gibberish on the pad. He fills it up.
Miguel, handing me the pad: Read it.
Me: What does it say? (I try to hand it back) Tell me.
Miguel: No, you tell me. Just whatever you want it to say.
A bit flustered, I start.
Me: "Mommy, do not feel so sad. I am always here with you."
Miguel: Yes, yes!
Me, smiling: "I love you very much."
Miguel: That's right.
Me, grinning: "You are more beautiful than beautiful."
Me: "And... (getting ready to grab him) let's play wrestling!"
Miguel: "Let's eat dinner!"
Me, laughing: Okay!
(For Monday, July 18, 2005, 11:12 AM)