These are precious days....... my little boy is still young and all toothless and bald, my father is healthy and remembers his days as a little boy, my mother is still black haired and lovely. The sun fills the family room upstairs and the smell of baking cake fills our home...........this christmas is indeed a lovely one, the little one's first...............
Only A is missing, He's still there in that cold foggy place designing robots....... but then he might be here soon and i guess he loves what he is doing
Only A is missing, He's still there in that cold foggy place designing robots....... but then he might be here soon and i guess he loves what he is doing
