"Mama, are you happy you're home?"

Playing chess with sunglasses? It's kind of dark, how can you see? 

Playing chess through dinner too. He asked me during dinner: "Mama, are you happy you're home? Now you can go to church again. And you can see your friends and talk to them."
So funny that he said that, he knows me well even at five. It's insightful that he'd make that observation. He knows somehow that part of getting better and feeling better also involved people. 

NJ asked Baba to read him a book. 

Now it's his turn to read to Baba.