The Gal
I am
-Heavenne Sofia-
e-mail
-hevyn3@gmail.com-
Age of
-five (5 months- this coming Sept. 15)-
Loves
-sleep, eat, play and be cuddled-
Hates
- there's nothing to hate when you are a sweet angel-
Dreams
-fill in yourself-
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Another Day To Remember
Today, after I bathe my seven-month old daughter, I made sure there's no box of pretzels or anything that she might reach and mess with. She's dressed, clean and there's no chocolate around, I placed her in her walker and off I go cleaning the bathroom. Few minutes and I'm finished, she's not crying as I can hear she's even humming happily. As I entered the room I saw her in the corner of her closet, her clothes messed around and she's waving a plastic bag to me with a smile.
What happened, it's as if somebody ransacked the room? I placed some of her small clothes in a plastic bag for me to sort out. She managed to reach it, I know I didn't close the bag which is really full but I can't figure out how she manage to get everything out and spin the clothes around, its a bit heavy for someone her size.
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Thursday, December 4, 2008 // 4:34 AM
