- Zuliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!
- What?
- Zuliiiiiiiiie! Come see!
I will join my niece in the bathroom, well installed on her little pink pot hanging from the toilet. She is radiant.
- Z'ai peed in 'toilet!
- Eh! Bravo casserole! You really are a big girl! (...)
- Grécooooooooooooo! Come see!
- Wow! Bravo! (...)
- Grandma Cricriiiiii! Come see!
- Hey! Abi Bravo! (...)
- Grandpa Yvonnnn! Come see!
- Super! (...)
And here we are all stuck in the small bathroom. Dad, mom, aunt, uncle, grandfather and grandmother, all gaga before the illuminated face of my niece who barters diapers panties.
- Finiiii!
Proud, she goes back her panties with the help of mom and support with fascination the flusher.
- A sticky?
A moment of many over the weekend. Time makes me realize how beautiful life is and is not complicated. Or should not be.
I sprinkle a little happiness in my denial to forget the catastrophic cell correction and the tornado that awaits me in class tomorrow and it's perfect.
- Abi, we sing?
- Will you waltz Grand mèèèèèreeee ...
That's life, really good and simple life. Note to self: use your child's heart makes him happy. Do not forget it and abuse it.
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