(they are not class those?)
And here it is on this Wednesday and Barouf not possible at 7:30 in the morning that starts this blog.
While it should be a very happy day,
(since day balances and we will buy rain boots from Aigle to my little hornet, which I bet will not even be in balance and there are going to curse because we could have gone yesterday to avoid the crowd with two children under 5 years),
when there is no school and we will have made a faux sleeping in until 8:20,
So here at seven o'clock and twenty (thus one hour too early ...), big hornet home from work and an acute awareness of paternal protection of his family, who said he will wake up very hot (and here he missed his shot because we will be woken presto), decided to put the pellets into the stove, and on this sweet sound of granules (such ton of sand dumped on a site) and plastic (you got the impression that your house s is transformed into a giant gift and someone decided to open it with the characteristic noise power but 1000) that you and your daughter is awake, that is Wednesday
then put '*** and that it would beloved sleep.
Anyway great Hornet, he then held his daughter and son at the same time, they made their chocolate, released the pot (wiping the buttocks of the tiny wasp, that's nice when even for a hornet who returns from work at 7 o'clock in the morning), turned on the TV and everything.
So good I had not the heart to grumble too much (but hey I did it anyway ... eh)
short, my morning tea, eyes dulled, that the little wasp that she said " want to paint "
yes ben latest chick" I understand that the cartoons not the passion (and here she gives a layer "I want make paints-REU is no YES YES-"- I would not say I'm too agree with it but hey ....) I wake
me ... suddenly, there I was shipped to paint this afternoon ...
good on this good day and happy Be the bee!
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