And there is mama!

	I am at day care, lying on my back playing with the counting frame, or actually, the alphabet frame. I let the cubes twirl. I see something from the corner of my eye and turn around: mama!!
	I run towards the window to greet her. Then I run back to the door where she will come through. "Come on, mama, go to that door too!" When I was little, I did not understand that mama had to go out of view to get in, but now I know there is a corridor she has to walk through to get into my room. When she is in, I'll show her all my toys.