My daughter turned 6 years.
He lost his first tooth.
He received the gift in his first camera.
He also changed his mind at work that wants to do: vet wants to become a photographer, wildlife photography. Too bad the turtle unexpectedly fallen into our garden one day in August was just as suddenly crushed by a car in transit, while a few days after his arrival he tried to escape by four screaming children and one with a camera always in hand that strive to shorten its life.
I survived my summer disguises.
I go back a bit 'more bruised (you'll need a strained knee, a cold, and you have a sty in my penalty?). But unusually happy. Why
September I get back on track.
ripitto me, I redesign, I box.
and resume dancing.
even one with a knee down!
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