Mahal na Mahal Kita, Anak

Lauren sat quietly with the small child in her lap, thankful that he'd finally stopped crying long enough for her to enjoy some relative silence. The warmth of the fire behind her was pretty nice and as long as the child did not make a move towards it, this was a pretty good situation.
"Listen!" he said suddenly.
She listened. As far as she could tell, there was just the roar of the vacuum going on in the other room, noisy and obnoxious when she was trying to enjoy sitting down.
Then, quietly, she heard, "I love you."