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Nestor is here!

Dear friends,
Nestor became a bit 'wait, but then came. 20 I 2011, at 20:23, he made his entrance into the world Nestor Giordano Eyal April Muresan, four pounds at birth, fifty-three cm major axis. Main interests: eating, sleeping, making a sound inarticulate.

The August figure for now has his own blog. To put it bluntly, they also have difficulty with the keyboard. So we will be me and Miss R to greet you in his stead.

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[Poetry] Our concert

Title: Our concert
Genre: Romantic
Note: to my lovely pie ♥ (I took the code, I went to copy it from your last post ahahahaha) EVERYWHERE SEIIIIII (step -proposal-hugging evening lovvin-foot-palpin ahahahaha)

Our concert

Treasury, a little closer,
want to reveal a secret:
the other night talking with my father
I realized what I really want:
nothing.

do not intend to pursue unnecessarily
success, the golden glory
bay leaf, and luxury sparkling
money, awards and overwhelming:
nothing matters;

warm enough for me to our room along with some hot candle

rischiarante
cards and scribbled my bic soft and true blue,
but listen: I have no haughty

requirements, see,
if not one that is so humble
purple from all the meat and to pray for

closer to whisper:

"I sometimes found near
while I write a poem for you that your time
eagerly create
with a surprising passion, and lost


in your eyes so brown
kingdoms and dreams and who are entering the words

snowy emptiness and take root and bloom
between the lines,

that you, my love omnipresent, perfectly free to
versatile
you pour reverberating in me
unpretentious and inquiries, you
poetry "

Tractor Birthday Cake

poised

Some will recall that in a very remote, I mentioned Miss R. Some things have happened in the meantime: Briefly said, we both finished perfection, we have found work, I Delft her to Brussels, we bought a house and had a child. Which should make its entry into the world this Saturday. I am in Brussels, wait, wait, eat and cook. That's all ...