I love my mommy. She’s the best mommy in the whole world. She gives me hugs, and plays with me, and kisses me when I get hurt. There could never be a better mommy than mine.
Sometimes she’s sad. When daddy gets mad, he beats her up and she gets sad. She throws things at me. That makes me sad too.
I did something. I made daddy go away. When I told mommy, she got sad and threw things at me again. She told me to go away. I don’t want to go away.
Mommy’s happy again. She doesn’t move much any more, but I know she’s happy. She doesn’t throw things. I’m so happy that mommy’s happy again. I love my mommy.