I talked to my 2,5 years old son:
- Mom, am I already big?
- Yes, you are, sweetie. But you'll be even higher.
- And then I'll be a father.
- I hope...
- And then I'll be dad's father.
credits:
Bucket Full of Sunshine, Running and Jumping by Vinnie Pearce
Touch of Whimsy by Joanne Brisebois
paper by me
TFL! :)
Eszter
