I don’t know where I have been. Probably yelling my lungs off. From this day, I will really think twice, three or 100.074.663 times before I even consider to ask them to stop. And I will be sure to NEVER, EVER blame the older again, even if there are tangible marks of blood on little…
Tag: little brother
OMG!
On our way to the store this afternoon F, the little one, starting to sound words on his brother’s Donald Duck magazine. WHAT?! WHEN?! HOW?! and WHY?! My babies, my small babies are getting big and so soon!
Louise Dock 