Sunday morning, I woke up and was rolling around in bed waiting for K to come back from his morning breakfast with his parents. He would usually be back by 930am but at 940am he still wasn't back yet and I texted him.
Me: Baby baby, little baby miss daddy
K: Sayang sayang little baby. Daddy coming home soon.
:) so sweet.
Il etait une fois que il y avait deux moutons, puis, il y avait trois.
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