Tonight I decided I would help Mamma cook. I took all the pots and pans out of the closet so she would not lose time look for the right size.
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Showing posts with label Mamma. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Cooking with Mamma
I may be small but I am always ready to help up to my capabilities: I empty my toy boxes around the whoel apartment so Mamma and Papa can tidy them, I throw my little yellow rubber duckie in the bath myself, turn the TV on, open all the books that are on the bottom shelf... What would Papa and Mamma do without me, I am such a big helper.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
My crazy parents
You don't choose your parents. Oh no.
Mine are completely crazy: you think you know them, but beware, when they are home they change completely. Innocent for the outside world, completely demented.
I like them anyway, they are the coolest parents. They make me travel a lot, visit places and people, buy me tons of toys and cute clothes, like exercizing with me, share their super good dinners with me, play and sing along, rock me to sleep, wake up in the middle of the night when I have nightmares or when I am hungry...
Insanity in its worst expression.
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