Twins are often about not having enough hands from the beginning...
Twins are about knowledge that behind the fiercest glint in the eye there is a tender heart, and behind the sweetest smile there is a cunning character...
Twins are about being able to read completely different emotions at the same time, and trying to help them live them out. And while one is at the height of joy, the other is desperately clutching your hand...
"You have a collective responsibility!" I often shout in the voice of an unfair judge (oh, how pedagogically bad it is, I know)π₯²
But maybe that's why they don't get jealous of each other, the older one doesn't get jealous of the younger ones, because they know that if mum is angry, it's bad for everyone π€£
Morning π§‘π sometimes I choose cappuccino βΊοΈ
Whenever I give yellow flowers, whenever I get yellow flowers, whenever I see yellow flowers in someone's hand... Every time I have this scene in my head π
It's such a strong association...
Tuesday morning π€
So, the last week of winter βοΈ
Everyone here is so tired of winter, even though it hasn't been too frosty and snowy this time... Still...
I've been called to guests, celebrating "Maslenitsa"βοΈ
Must wear something Russian π
Well, that was heartwarming βοΈπ
Hello, it's me βΊοΈ the person who buys and wraps presents at the last minute... π€― I think this is my fourth coffee today, haha π₯²
Just me... Coffee girlπ€ Pieces of my life... Love summer, coffee, meditation, old movies , "Gone with the wind". I'm fic writerβΊοΈ
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