Ming Ming

My new name for Faith is Ming Ming. How it came up is a funny story. One day she was playing with her teacher outside. She said a similar phrase and he repeated it. She changed it to a different phrase ever so slightly and then he tried to say it again. She cried that day she had to come back inside for math. It is times like this that I am glad I am able to see her and hug her to make her feel better. After she explained how to play the game with me I told her we could play it when we leave school. We played it and after that I decided on a new name for her. So she became Ming Ming; my little Ming Ming. Now even when I ask her friends where Ming Ming is they know who I am refering to. My little Ming Ming runs up behind me and knocks me over with a behind the back hug. I wipe Ming Ming's eyes from the tears of sadness. I backpack Ming Ming to and from center while at school. What am I going to do in the Fall? I'm going to be lost without my Ming Ming during the day. How do parents do it? How are they away from their kids each day and not completely crazy from it? Maybe I love her so much and can't imagine my day without her. She is just so loveable and makes my gloomy days happy just being around.