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(S) Twinstors VI.


Twins are essential for the sleep timer. If any of them woke up, the parent who ran the best of that night tonight would have to run ... So far I have more polos that Schumacher ever had.

Sleep! The highlight of the evening. Both of them are whispering neatly and snugly in their nets. The lights are extinguished, the cats are muffled, the neighbors are set on Levente's road, cars are blocked out of the district, and the railroaders are on their way. In the apartment the transport (what transport sharing!) In moccasins, the head of the Apache is almost silent. "Quiet silence; so wings in, Se knnn, not heard"…
Waking up, Winnetou and dental anesthesia
This idyll just falls in love with Csenge's left upper claw! The little bunny falls off the shelf due to a sudden disturbance of the sound, the cats are fleeing under the couch, Mom and Dad are not eligible for the Olympic Quartet, only the twins are not traveling, "living room / bedroom" mixed race race on summer games), that is, the bell should be turned off until Goma is aware of the suddenly fluttering ribillion. It's zero, but you have to try! Naturally, the anti-toothpick ointment pours a fingertip somewhere at the bottom of the heap, after blinding, and then attacking the painful, big lump! The surest sign of success is that your baby is lightly bitten by using his or her previously extracted incisors to bite off the tip of his index finger with the help of a sharp-edged fingertip. Insane little noodle! It would be nice, but neither place nor time is good for wailing, so we can continue the anesthesia we have started with narrowed eyes, throbbing fingers, and biting noises in our lips. According to strict check-list. Turn on sleeping music (once they grow up, they will never be able to see Arizona wakeboarders because they are going to be blinded by the first ten musical strokes), bay-bay to the Little Blood, fluff - the child should have nothing inside - check it. Lying on his arm, he rocked for a moment (this applies to the child!) And then lay in bed. Our exchange (the mother of twins) is doing everything else during the sleep phase of the other seedling. Quiet, breath-taking hope of success. Now, if it's that simple, then why are so many parents working in the morning with blindfolded eyes and forehead pressed on?
Because before we lay down in the arms of our lunatic and dive into the deep, retreating beneath the window into a fierce regiment of squadron IFA (home-relaxation guide from Bydipest), you begin your regular evening ceremony " bourgeois, the VDSZSZ again hangs on the strikes of the bath (yeah, this is the least noticeable) Inks for mushroom and ham cheese.
In this case, only a well-thought-out schedule helps. If there is another, say, six hours back, then we have at least five lords and twenty minutes to recycle our diligently awakening child, and then the rest of the thirty minutes are gone. My friend Béla says I don't have to sleep much, but fast! After all, fashion today is intense relaxation…
Zsoma is awakening, or the jedi who is lurking
Basically, Jimmy does not wake up, but sleeps as he does with good teddy bears and marmots, but when he does, it is virtually silent. In this case, there is no reason to rush, and the first chords of the small, defensive siren-like bubble of a small scraper were awakened. Instead of unsuccessful anesthetic attempts, this is the direction of the parent! Team reunion in the bedroom! One of our parents, twins, the other, in a baby - framed sleeping experiment, begins with juggling, since by this time, we do not generally consider the normal horizontal posture of sleep. After a little noisy point, the second phase begins: your skin! An icy-tiny-tiny Chinese market is conjured up in the middle of the French bed, brushed with cribs, raccoons, bunnies, teddy bears, textile diapers and whatever else gets into the hands. Needless to say, "bargaining" is very Mediterranean in style and volume. If you can finally settle on a sleeping treasure trove, the Little Me may come this way, I'm daddy! cnmû conquering games, the result of which, over and over, is suppressing them again on the bed. Without even leaving us a footprint on the stretch. By dawn, Jedi Knights are waking up in the crooked hood over the tranquil tranquility and the broken edges of the sky (leaving the rest of the universe alone on a Skywalker), Well, I feel no better for me than the bedside, whispering family. Who sleeps a lot, lives little! Nemdebбr ...