Usually every morning she takes me to the mirror and says, "Who is that?", and then answers, "Baby Sachi". For a long time, it made me squeal with joy.
But lately, she has been taking me to the mirror and I don't even stop to look at myself. All I see is her hundreds of bangles on the dresser. So many colors, I can't take my eyes off them. She lets me run my hands over the bangles in the morning. She gave me one bangle to play with. It is now one of my favorite toys.