Sam258: Since the early morning of March 9 to work, he decided to make his wife a "romantic" from the 7th to the 8th. While he washed and shaved, opened wine, lit candles and made half-dark, the younger woman woke up. Naturally, she came to us in the room and grit: "What New Year?". Blow the candles. They put the youngest in their room. Romance with a sleeping child is not that. I decided to move to the kitchen. He lighted candles, made darkness, opened wine.
In the kitchen on the battery sits a cat, heats up, shines with his eyes. Romance with a cat sitting on the battery is not it. They threw the cat out into the corridor. The cat thought that once she was driven out of the kitchen at night, they wanted to eat something delicious without her. She began to resist to stay to eat delicious with everyone. In a desperate resistance, a flower turned from the window. Fortunately, my wife and I weren’t out of the way. The flower struck on the floor awakened not only the younger, but also the older daughter. They didn’t get up in the morning, and then they both stuck in the kitchen.
What is "What is New Year"
I blinked the candles, and I shouted: “8 March! Congratulations on your..."
We all sit in the kitchen. The younger unpacked the doctor’s kit, the older mastered a new smartphone, the cat eats its food, the wife smells the flowers and the wine clings, and I rinse the ice in the whisker.
In general, everyone is happy... the flower is only sad...
From March 8th, girls!