favorite weekend moment

Cheo's whacking away at Anne's legs. Not in an "I'm angry at you, so I'm going to hit you" kind-of-way, but still I ask, "Cheo,¿por qué le pegas a Anne? (Why are you hitting Anne?)"

He turns around, verbally unresponsive, smiles at me, then throws his arms around my legs, hugging them.

My heart melts. All thoughts of chastisement vanish.

I pick him up and he wraps his arms around my neck. I squeeze him tight.

It was the first time he's initiated a hug.