What have you decided beautiful mother? When you do not want to crawl his hand to be able to walk without fear and so I spend whole days to disinfect the floor (which is never clean enough) to wash your hands and knees away from the filth that sticks with the help of that sudarella you constantly because of these very hot days, or around the house with you that trotted beside me with this air between pleased and surprised at those who manage to be in a position of command! Yes occhei nice but you've decided to Mom? You scream when you want something until you get your assumption the coveted object, and I spend whole days to guess or interpret your tears, your tears or hysterics until your hiccups incazzature purple and purple m'incazzo me too. So nasty goose, well, you've decided beautiful mother? You're hungry or thirsty when you do understand and I spend all day scratching fruit, opening jars, to spray vegetables, water bath Bagnomarino bagnoboh! various meats, slinguettare to yogurt, to experiment with culinary chase you with a spoon to clean out the jelly spread to the kitchen with your fingernail to scrape the dried Gemmina a week from my favorite polo to give iron and folic acid to take it for you because me and spit in my face cherotturadecojoni! Then love, baby, beautiful, puppy, cicccino golden hare, trombettella burglary, cagasotto 'Mum and what have you decided? I make them remove all sti hair that I grew from the waist down to your dad keeps calling ORANGONA MIA?
