“Móðir.”
[Mother..]
I smiled as the little merman ran towards me the minute he heard my voice from inside the cove of the couple taking care of him.
Without hesitating, I crouch, opening my arms wide for him, and Aalton stumbles into my embrace. The good thing is I had my legs rooted in the soil. He would have knocked us both down.
“Mamma, mamma þú komst.”
[Mama, Mama you came.]
Aalton sing song, hugging me close and I laughed joyfully at his cuteness.
“Já ég kom, hvernig hefur litli marerinn minn verið?”
[Yes, I came. How has my little merman been?]
I ask, placing small kisses on his face, and Aalton giggles filled the open space in the couple’s cove.
"Aalton hefur verið góður drengur fyrir mömmu. Aalton saknar móður."
[Aalton has been a good boy for mama. Aalton misses mother.
