Peter gramoli at me and honest to all of her four teeth. It is Friday. Time 19.40. Finally. I always like coming back from work that greets me smiley face. It is the coolest. Everyone was like that at his age, though it is hard to believe that Mary and Martha more disasters, Mel and Stas little more calm. He does not have any problems (unless he happened to eruption tooth), did not act out the school, not psoci. All of our children are also the most charming, but still different when they are older.
I lay on the cold floor. Nice rest for the spine, which remembers all the busy days of the week. Mary plays "Moon River", then the theme from 'Amelie'. Martin to follow suit, walks in the piano and rattle terribly. Fractions of seconds, and already is at her Peter. I do not believe your eyes, but gathered pace in the next few days. Podczołguje Instantly, he is no longer under the chair and grabs Martha by the legs. We are all impressed by his performance. Fulfills the usual affair, one of the many that have yet to happen this weekend. Stas comes in crumpled tracksuit, just back from football training. Is tired. It is good though you may not, after all, just will be teased with younger sisters. I am right. Why do they have such high voices? Did I just knew how to whine? Experience tells me, however, that nothing attainment shouting it, and if you survive the next hour, then it will already be asleep, after all, and then there will be blissful silence. Please Marysia: "Mary, play another Casablanca" and commands: "Dzieeeeeeeeeewczyyyyyyyyyyyyyny to wash." Mary game - got us to the Christmas music with famous pieces of movies - it puts me in a very optimistic mood. When the girls to wash, time for porridge. I feed the youngest. Eve is making supper. The boy them well, did not without reason has the importance it has. Spits out the last spoonful, he learned the tricks of the new language of a loon. I also am pleased with the meal, leftovers wiping glasses.
After dinner we watch Bill Cosby, the most laugh at me and Eve. "But Dad, of which so laughing at?" We have so often patiently explained to you. But it was still fun. Then he falls asleep Piotr, Ewa Marta and Mele, the former tells you to read piles of books. Finally, sit for a moment at the bottom, we have the temptation to fire up the laptop. This habit antyrodzinny. We rely on him. Privileged oldest Stas and Mary trying to read something else with us, hang around. We talk. Moment. We drink tea. While leaving Mary throws like every day for several years probably, "Just do not go to sleep yet." There we go. Not yet. The plan we watch a movie. Eva and me. There is no point. The sleepiness I have a headache. Maybe tomorrow. And so we're happy. Tomorrow, after Saturday.
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