Thought. Tell us about your Sunday.
This morning we got up early, relatively soon, and we stuffed the bag with the sandwiches themselves of omelette, mortadella, salami, and choice. coca-cola, Lissa-carbonated water, fruit, and then on. park. PIC-NIC. sun, and maybe even stream, I have to decide.
we lie on the grass and we have the typical stretched napkin of the situation.
then began fighting with glllli animals with transparent wings from which I defended him better than a Jedi warrior.
immediately after we took her hand and we went for a walk but I did not see anything because when I walk I focus on the aspect of path in front of my feet looking at the pebbles and clumps of grass survived. immediately after we lie in the shade to rest a little, he hugged me my bag for fear the stolen. Then he began to read the paper for hours, hours, hours, and meanwhile I was eating potato chips ottomille, I burned my forehead. but glad, heh, that makes me a little tan dark circles disappear accumulated during the week. sigarettina a son and made five, the father playing ball with the P and the children crying hysterically. do not worry, the kiosk selling ice cream. tense, 'I want ice cream too, huh, Let' s go to take. what do you want? mmmm ... this, "NO", this, um ... wait ... no that. YES! This. An icicle? that ice cream is the icicle? Eh, I know it is fresh. AH, I see. do we continue the way home? otherwise caught a re crazy. yeah, come on, come on. we have now, at home, I started to make the marinated anchovies, also said that we make a cake I do not know what, potatoes and mozzarella, boh, light stuff, though. ok,, type that are in the kitchen while he has to do with notes, grapes and mountains and other things. I go there, I approach and say, tense, immAnso feel a desire to have a child?, stop him, no, that is, yes, not yet, for the moment to get on a roller coaster. and then next week we go to Disneyland to buy a chest of drawers.
Rating: 10 *. EMH, 10 +.
