This morning I woke up really badly.
Meanwhile I had slept badly, so hard to wake up well if you slept badly, then I still had the warmth of the blankets on me I would be happy having another 10 minute or two, I'd be rooting beds with pleasure, but Anita has decided that escaped the poo .
E 'decreased by one from Latvia, has started in the bathroom, took the potty, and then I had to step in, get out of bed, I also struggled with his eyes glued to remove his pajamas and diaper.
was over here!
Obviously the time is very shit, MOOLTO important, so has its own ritual.
The ritual is to have at least 3 (three, say three!) Books to read and browse, with sti clearly someone who reads books.
Well, this morning I could not really ... not even a coccolina, a basin, now "The dog that Vanni own birthday today," the stench of shit and wash the potty ... how could I start the day ?
When the morning starts with the poop then there is an escalation excitation, Anita gets mad and is very agitated.
So we went out as soon as possible.
I really wanted to go to the women's event in Santa Croce that was baked and even if we went with lids and ladles.
E 'be nice, sure, I would have liked it more if there were more people, but in this country already has a successful move something.
But we returned home, we met some friends and we stopped to eat a cheeseburger, which is always a pleasure.

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