I´m working on a poem that´s so true, I can´t show it to anyone.
I could never show it to anyone.
Because it says exactly what I think, and what I think scares me.
Sometimes it pleases me.
And this poem says exactly what I think.
Thursday, 29 October 2009
Smallone´s birthday is on 26th October. So since this Monday, she is three years old. A big girl. Time is running so quickly.
We baked her a cake and decorated it with small edible ladybugs and strawberry gumdrops.
Smallone was given a lot of presents, and all of them made her smile widely. And she also got a kind of princess set - the diadem, earings and a ring. And she truly looked like a small royalist: