Dice mi hijo Reza:
Mami, they're not touching el piso!

Really? I said.

Sí! Mira!!!

And sure enough, neither you nor Raul Andrés were touching the ground. Sharp kid eyes trump Mami ones.

I myself loved the rotating chair and your laughing kid on it. Nothing beats hearing a kid laugh like that.

Ha!

Should've known that was coming. You teach them to fly.