I love to play with Hada.
Whenever I go near him, he turns his head to look at me.
How does he know that I am there?
Hana: Mom, look at Hada.
Mom: Is something wrong?
Hana: Hada is smiling at me.
Hana: Maybe he is happy because I changed his diaper.
Mom: I guess so.
Hana: You like your big sister, don't you, Hada?
Yes, you do. Come on.
Hana: Smile back at me again.
There you go. Good boy!
Mom: Hana, it's time for bed.
Hana: Okay, Mom. I have to go to bed now.
Hana: See you tomorrow, Hada. Good night.
Hada must know that I am his big sister.
He always smiles when I talk to him.
Mom says that babies can smell well.
Can they smell like dogs? I wonder . . .