Reminds me of Hell's table where I had my last supper.
I beat the pressure even though I felt so much pain that I thought I had a hole in my stomach and even strong acid was leaking.
It's also a good memory now that I gave my father's car back to Sanneighborhood the number of the house and the number of the smartphone to be repaired, and that the first full grin I saw seemed somehow to be a death pronouncement.
Two weeks after that.
Speaking of how the twins look, it's health itself, and at least Jaja and Nana cry fine every day from my eyes.
In the morning I cry out to get up, in the day I cry out to give me rice, in the night I cry out to play, in the middle of the night I cry out somehow.
I can't take my eyes off you anymore.
Sleep time and mental strength are grinding.
In contrast to me, which is getting debilitating day by day, Aoi is evolving as a mother every day.
Sleep deep, for example, but the preliminary motion of the children's crying, the sound of breathtaking, makes them super react, so much so that they wake up at an unstoppable rate to their eyes.
That's the "Huh" part, huh?
How do you know that?
Other remarkable improvements in my mother's skills.
I think it's easy to understand how to yawn and sleep, how to reduce the amount of time to change the amulet, and how to make a fast transition to the breastfeeding system.
Wouldn't you really stop rolling up your clothes without realizing it?
'I've already told you my thoughts, so it's perfectly fine if you don't mind looking at them, right?
It's not.
I don't give a shit!
In the first place, it turns out that this guy's romantic view is a TV recipient.
There's no way ordinary people can get in on the roof of a building with sunsets.
When he confessed from me he wanted a place like that, he revealed to Mikuma and Sabu, who come to visit him every Saturday.
It's Mikuma, but I have a different attitude visibly.
Exposure first.
The shy guy kept his hair down and his face hidden until middle school.
That's fully open now.
Thick glasses also turned into stylish red frames and started looking straight into my eyes, which I rarely tried to see.
Maybe he's squeezing a lot of courage.
The face is always bright red with shame, and I'm worried about this one watching.
And personal clothes.
I haven't had that many chances to see that guy's personal clothes, but I remember saying jeans on a dubby jacket before, not that they didn't look good on me, but they were wild clothes.
His chest, honestly, is big.
I didn't like the sight of a man stabbing me in the chest, and he told me he was dressed like that.
I was trying not to ask.
That's the knee-high sock that now reaches or doesn't reach a sweater that clearly shows the line of the body or a flared skirt that only goes up to the knee.
He'll come pack his distance from me dressed like that.
'It's Atashi's advice! You like that, don't you?'
It is naturally Saab who answered me with a grin that only feels malicious.
My boy can't be confused about this.
Like it or not, we need to discuss it carefully.
Originally, Yukino Mikuma was secretly making a scene among boys when he had hidden cuteness.
If that stops hiding, you know, it's gonna be tough.
With such an escort from Mikuma, Saab also visits our house.
The guy close to kids and sensibilities is a good playmate for Jaja and Nana.
Well, Jaja and the others seem to think of Saab as a toy.
Furthermore, I am not sure if I really want to, but when I refer to Shohei as a candidate for a boyfriend, I am not "stupid", and I am slightly flabbergasted about something.
I don't know what Uncle Sabu really means, but I think it's about Mikuma.
Anyway, the length of the relationship seems to come from nursery school.
That's it, now it's the end of March.
It's about the start of a new semester.
The dining room at our wind reception house has a pleasant cheer plunged in that makes you feel the coming of spring.
"For once, I think it's all right."
A semi-long cool sister on a blonde wave, sipping hot water for visitors.
Officer Dougie with a big, dripping dog ear asked me.
"Officer Dougie's, is that your mother?
"My mother, too, seemed to have plenty of time to retire. Oh, I don't have to worry about Mr. Dragoline and the others being leaked because his mouth is stiff. He's like a chunk of justice."
What we're discussing is about Aoi and the others.
Next week, Shohei and I will start high school and elementary school, respectively, and my father has work to do.
Aoi and the little ones alone during the day are expected in case.
Aoi is strong.
He's transcending other organisms in many ways, so he's unbeatable confident when it comes to raiders.
But you can't be looking at Jaja and Nana at the same time at 46: 00.
Sometimes I want to go to the bathroom, and lack of sleep overlaps and I risk falling asleep.
Besides, he's a mother freshman.
There are a lot of things I don't know, even though I'm somewhat used to it.
Aoi alone somewhere out there was worried.
I was wondering what was going on, and Officer Dougie, who visited my house on a regular patrol, gave me a thankful suggestion.
"My mother loves children, and she's a former childcare worker. I think it's better to leave it to a trusted person who understands the situation than to hire a regular sitter."
"Yes, I agree. I'd like to ask you a favor."
Officer Dougie's mother, who worked at a local nursery school, was supposed to come to us during the day.
He was having trouble with his hands as he was due to retire in April of this year, or a few days later.
It would be much better for you to reveal everything to a trusted Officer Dougie's mother and help her than to ask someone else to hide the circumstances.
The house is a neighborhood.
"Yeah. I'll be begged. Then I'll be back. Officer Inoue will be here tomorrow."
Officer Maggie or Officer Inoue visit our house every day to see if there are any anomalies.
Really, that's too much to take care of.
"Thank you"
"Never mind, this is also in official business. You don't tell the country, do you?
Officer Dougie smiles like a jerk.
This guy is stylish, beautiful, and sometimes childish.
I guess this is so hot.
I dropped Officer Dougie off at the front door and somehow went out into the garden.
Drowsiness inducing sunlight illuminates the area and stretches back.
Clear today.
Good day.
From the upstairs window, I cried.
Apparently Nana, who was napping with Aoi, woke up hungry.
Come on, will your dad go, too?