Last Sunday, Efraín requested a running race. I'm not even sure if there was a winner at all. Our races end up being guided walks of Yanacoto with Efra as my guide. He knows some nice views. We wound up swinging at a playground near our house and he told me that when I'm feeling sad or upset, I should go to this playground. When I asked him why, he explained that he had heard that when girls get upset about things, they eat an entire bucket of ice cream. Instead of eating ice cream, he thinks I should just go to the playground and play, then I might feel better. Naturally, I asked where he had heard this. His response? Homer J. Simpson. Lol. We decided that Homer (or Homero in Spanish ;) is an imbecile and that if I am sad, I should both go to the playground AND eat ice cream. Now there's a solution I can handle :) Ah, the world in the eyes of a 9 year old. I love it.