i wrote a poem.. and in most instances i would not care or want any one to read it. but in this case i feel i might.
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Catagories: kontinuous komposition, the stories she tells
when asked the question how are you – “i’m great”
“you’re my best friend” she is in a stage where everyone she knows is at some point her best friend
Paul: Luna Shh
Luna: No dad you Shh
whenever I express concern about something I can be sure I will be met with a “don’t worry, don’t worry mom”
when something is too loud you can expect to hear that it is “too loudey”
when something smells bad “it kinda smells like poop”
she is very encouraging cheering “you can do it mom, you can do it”
lately she has informed me that “wade can’t talk, he can’t say anything, he can’t say mom, or dad, or luna”
“no mommy, I doggy Luna”she often turns into a doggy or cat or some other something and you must address her as said thing
She is energetic fun and loving and I adore her.
Catagories: kontinuous komposition, life and well being, luna