A "apartment living" was played last week as the children. I had to come to visit and was served delicious.
In my memories long days ago, woke up when I still lived in the realm of my children's world: as a mermaid, as coach Erin on homemade horse cart, as the mother of my baby doll, a princess with my Prince Charming, as an Indian woman who was taken from time to time by the arrow as librarian and office workers, as a poor child that had penetrated into the woods, only with a piece of cheese and bread for food (I got my first in-store). All that I not only played. Always my sister was there, even neighborhood children, even my two cousins.
bad I can not enter this country. But the images from that time are still very vivid in my place. Now and then I flee down with them ....
The dining table. 
The kitchen. 
The bedroom. LG can of Jumi
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