Trini got her first packet ever, with her name on it, from our beloved and very much missed Puerta Abierta church. She was happy.
Y adivinen quién más estaba feliz.../Guess who else was happy...
Cuando Trini ve la caja y quiere una golosina, viene a decirme: "Happy, Nini", que es su manera de decir: "Mamá, dame uno de mis regalos de cumpleaños, por favor."
When she sees the box and wants some of the candy, she comes and tells me: "Happy, Nini", which is her way of saying: "Mom, could you please give me one of the gifts from my (happy) birthday?"
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