I woke up to the lovely noise of a baby crying! Oh joy
I got up from the sofa slowly, still tired, and went to my room. What I saw there was NOT a baby, not the mollie I saw yesterday.
She had grown, she had grown a lot, and I mean a lot. She looked like a toddler maybe a bit younger, about one. She had still the long blond hair that hung in ringlets, still the blue eyes that reminded…
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