My heart hurt the next morning. I began to cry. This happened sometimes, and Mommy always had to take me to the doctor.

This time was worse. I screamed. Danny was by my side the whole time, singing the song I'd written in class last year about love.

Love is sharing the last cookie
Love is looking at the best in people
Love is praising the strengths and ignoring the weaknesses
Love is giving your life for someone
Love is my Mommy

I tried to sing along with him, but it was too hard to breathe. As I rode in the back of the ambulance, I closed my eyes and listened to Danny sing over and over again.

-

After I woke up a few hours had passed. Mom was sitting beside my bed. It wasn't my bed. It was a hospital bed.

"Hey, sweetie," she said, tears in her eyes. The room didn't smell bad this time, it smelled, clean. Too clean. Blech. Okay so that kind of smells bad. "How are you?"

"I'm good, Mommy," I told her. "I'm dreamed about riding unicorns with you and Danny! And they grew wings and began to fly!" Mommy smiled, brushing her fingers through my hair. "We flew through clouds. And we saw London, and Paris, and Tokayoo, and Sydney! And New York City! And Los Angles!" I wondered if I'd pronounced any of those wrong.

"Wow! That's great!" Mommy said, wiping anyway the tears. A doctor walked up and began asking me questions. Then, Mommy and the doctor went to whisper in the corner.

They talked for a long time. I fell asleep again.

Mommy took me home and we ate ice cream. I put lots of sprinkles on mine. Sprinkles are the best!

I fixed Danny some ice cream, too. Mommy helped me pour the chocolate syrup and gave him some chocolate chips. We all raced to see who could eat ours the fastest.

I won!

Mommy had to clean me up, though. I got a little bit on my face. Oops!

-

When I went back to school, one of the things we did was draw a picture! You'll never guess what I drew! Mommy and the doctor! They talk a lot about grownup stuff, so maybe one day they'll get married! I want a Daddy!

And this Daddy can help me when my heart hurts so I don't have to come to the clean room a lot.

Mommy's cheeks turned pink when I gave her my drawing. Yeah, Mommy! I know you like the doctor man! She thought she was being secret, but nooooooo! Hehe I'm smart.