He’s My Best Friend

conversations with Hank and molly

Me: (reading the newspaper, with the sun rising over the Pousada de Santa Marinha)

Molly: (squinting sleepily, shuffling her feet, dressed in a dinosaur onesie)

Me: (putting down my newspaper, saying nothing careful to not cause the morning-Molly-pterodactyl distress lest she begins shrieking)

Molly: (tumbles up on to this sofa next to me with her pink blanket in hand)



Me: (gently, almost a whisper) Good morning, lovie.

Molly: (eyes blinking at the sunrise)


Molly: (reaches out and holds my hand)


Molly: (thinking very loudly)


Molly: (notices that next to her is her mano’s (brother’s) much loved, matching blue blanket to her pink blanket is abandoned on the sofa between us)


Molly: This is mano’s (brother’s).

Me: It is.

Molly: It’s Blue-Blanket. Mano (brother) loves Blue-Blanket.

Me: Blue-Blanket is your mano’s (brother’s) very favorite friend and constant companion for 11 years.

Molly: He has two. Mano (brother) has two Blue-Blankets.

Me: He does.

Molly: Why?

Me: Because we were worried that Hank would be heart broken if he ever lost his Blue-Blanket so Grammy Kate found him a spare. She also bought you your pink blanket, just like Mano’s (brother’s) for you to love.

Molly: Mano (brother) loves Blue-Blanket.

Me: Do you love your pink blanket?

Molly: (shaking her head no)


Molly: I don’t love a blanket, I love mano (brother). He’s my best friend. (pulls Hank’s blue blanket up to her chest)



conversations with hank

Pai: I have just learned there is a museum of anatomy in Porto.

Me: Really?

Hank: Like what does that mean?

Me: At the university?

Pai: Exactly, I think someone among us would really enjoy it and I think it is important to really see how far her interest in anatomy goes.

Hank: I might skip that adventure.

Pai: It means tons of stuff in jars.


Me: (riots of laughter)

Pai: (chuckling)

Hank: How does she even know what we’re talking about?

Molly: Brains!



No One Ever Called Her Dumb… Not One Day

conversations with hank and molly

Me: Alright, my dear, it is time to get dressed.

Molly: No.

Me: Excuse me?

Molly: No, thank you.

Me: Better, but still not an option.

Molly: I want to stay in my pajamas.

Me: Again, not an option. Every day is an adventure and your adventure awaits.

Molly: I do my adventure in my pajamas. It fine. (patting her belly, nodding)

Me: Name one aventureira (adventurer) who wears pajamas.

Molly: PJ Masks.

Me: (interior monologue: shiiiiiiiiiiiittttttttt)


Me: (eureka expression) Yes, but they only wear their pajamas at night. Clearly, morning has broken.

Molly: Oh man! (sticks her arms up in surrender to get dressed)

Me: (pulling her pajamas over her head, whisper scream) Success.

Molly: Excuse me?

Me: Nothing. (smiling, pulling a t-shirt over her head, victorious)