Thursday, February 24, 2011

My Fish Has Bubbles In Its Mouth



Waiting for spring, but countermanded, it seems that winter is back!
a cold morning bill (because 0 degrees in Rome are a cool bill, we are not accustomed to the sign - in front of degrees) with a wind chill. On the other hand a blue sky and bright sun.
I look forward to the days lengthen a little bit more for not having to holed up at home with Julie in the afternoon.
Yesterday, back home, I left it in the living room to mess with flour and water while I was brushing my hair.
From the bathroom I felt strangely silent ... and she is not, as is also talk of the night.
wrapped in his turban'm going to see what the hell was a combination and I find it wholly committed to the spread His creations "cooking" on the table with a rolling pin while he filled her jars playing with the dough, the dough does not pay he got from the pantry and the whole concoction with additional water (stupid me I had left his bottle of ' water on the table) ... and smeared with dirty hands the dispensation, the couch (what the hell he had to take on the couch?) and the laptop that was on the armrest of the sofa! Of course he tried to make the concoction even Cicciobello fouling him and even the swimsuit.
@ __ @ So in addition to the dinner plates that usually work the night before going to bed yesterday, I am also touched Giulia, the pots (with all the appurtenances of the spoons, cups & C. ...) as well as hand wash creepers Cicciobello ... who ever is naked!
is the next time instead of keeping me busy port to the bathroom, because if necessary it is also useful as I go shampoo, conditioner and towel for your hair (the bathroom flooded with water from the bidet, but ... okay!).
Tonight however there was no way to put it in her crib ... when Grandpa took it to move from Latvia's eyes opened wide and said "Dad and mica is right."
is if she also says it is not right to be trusted.
The children are made to stay in Latvia up to 18 years! ;)

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