July 13th: Happy Birthday, Mama

Dear Diary,

I honestly don't know how to begin. First off, I've found my parents' house, but I make sure to stay away form there. I also visited the old dojo where Ming and I learned Kung Fu. But today is a different day. Tigress is another year older. I miss her. But I'm not dwelling on the past today, Diary. Mama wouldn't of wanted me to do that. So today, I am going to think about the now. Bolin and Meili are so cute. Ai is letting me keep Meili for safety from her father. I made her promise me that Bolin will not grow up hating her. She promised. So Meili is my foster daughter right now. I love her. She reminds me of Wolfess. Fa doesn't understand how I am willing to watch and care for a slobbering infant when he is so much more "handsome.' I made it clear that babies are young and innocent and I've always loved babies. Also, I can't help but take care of someone who is lost and hurting. It goes against my grain. He grew really quiet when I told him that.

I think I stunned him or something, but he has been a lot more nicer lately. Like for instance, he as brought me larger meals and he has willingly helped me make stuff for my family. I made Mama a new quipo and he helped pick out the fabric and sew it together. He even walked me to the mailing place to mail the quipo to Mama. He told me that he hasn't told his mother anything since he first left. So you know what I told him, my friend, I told him that he needs to write to his mother and see how she is and let her know that he is still alive. He looked kinda embarrassed, but he agreed to write a letter as long as I proofread it. I agreed and left to go tend to Meili.

Fa has taken an interest in Meili too. I told him that he my watch her briefly. He looked so surprised, but I told him that if Meili likes him and he does good with her, then I'll think about cooperating more often. Right now I'm laughing my butt off thinking about his face after I said that. I took a break from Meili to write and she is napping right now anyway. His face was priceless! I'm writing this down as I sit by a stream.