The perfect thing to say

Very few things give me more inner peace and joy than seeing Martina curled up asleep in my bed. This afternoon, after I woke up from my own nap, I listened to her soft snore for a while and pushed up my pillows against her because she likes that.

She woke up, smiled sweetly and extended her arms to give me a hug. I hugged and kissed the little one while thinking, 'I really love this day.'

Martina then spoke, with her cute, cute voice breaking the silence:

'Tita Eng?' 

'Yes?' I said, expecting some perfect quip to capture the moment. 

' ... You smell like ham.'

Sometimes, I wonder about my life.