Another Sunday

It’s 13:32 . Little Fleur is napping on my lap. Hubby is repainting a rusty flower pot stand. And my boys ? Hammering away…

And then pitter patter pitter patter I hear little crispin racing to the black toilet. Swishhhhhh water running and tap off and pitter patter into my room.

“Mama , this pearl is for you! I was hammering g very hard work..” “ because you are my queen”

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