I was looking at my broken fingernail. Belle came to me…

Belle: Mommy, why?
Me: Mommy’s fingernail broken. Pain-pain.
Belle: (Place her hand behind my shoulder. Pat me.) It’s okay mommy, I love you!
Me: (Melted)

Well, she has a set a good example. I am still learning. From her…hehehe.


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