Daughters who has sio holy hand the previous post ...
I carry a whole day with the fresh face fuck you said that this had to start the day.
Sometimes I also put this ...
And I asked my mom to stay with churumbeles escape last night after bedtime for the children's father zenith ... and it was. nice that conversion had that good feeling, that good dinner without being held or with any singing or shaking the cart ... ummm that tranquility.
And good night's over now we had planned to return to kidnap my mother to carry with us in sales, which had yet to catch and hide I na. So in the absence of the father's hands were those of the grandmother to me and calm me down a bit to find clothes to them and try to find what I needed.
And children will hear and act like angels, a little while sleeping, the perfect meal and nap after lunch with her dad and grandmother paseándolos and I finished it.
But if this does not sound like heavenly music, a divine miracle, providence goes up and gives me the gift of finding everything I needed in my size and my taste! !
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So now I'm like Santa Teresa, body and soul of the ecstatic peace ...
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