Morning Conversations with Elle
This morning: Elle: Mamam, you be Elleonai and I’ll be Mamam. Me: ok. Elle: Elleonai? Where’s my iPhone? Me: Downstairs, charging. Elle: When it’s done, I want to use my iPhone. *thinking of ways I can maximize on being Elle, so I say* Me: Mamam, guess what? At night, I get to sleep in the middle. I get to hug Tatay’s (Dad) cold arm and you don’t. Tatay hugs only me, because he’s my love, not your love. *i see elle thinking, looking at me, then replies* Elle: Elleonai…Tonight…You sleep with your Ates (older sisters). You sleep with your Ates, and I’ll sleep with Tatay, MY LOVE, only me. *well played. so well played*