A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)


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Of pigtails and Pig Tales :)

There are certain days, certain people, and certain occasions, for who/which this rambler goes sincerely crazy. Otherwise, she’s just… weird. Yep, this rambler is certified… and she’s also oxymoron 😛
Like in the current flavour of the month (hers-movie wise), where I am at, this movie Moana, she (Moana)  asks her Grandma:
Moana: Why are you acting weird?
Gramma Tala: I’m the village crazy lady. That’s my job.
Kind of sums me up, you’d agree 😀 I’ve watched that movie, most of it, at least three times a day, from 25th of this month. 😛 So I know! And when you do too, enough times, and have a faint personal knowledge, you shall most certainly nod your head in total agreement. In fact, you millennials would probably go… tots bro!
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Ammoomma Monkeying around 😛

Chalo. But this isn’t about the rambler, though she wouldn’t mind wearing pigtails all over again.
It’s about a wee lass, her grammie’s, her Ammumma’s “cutie pie”,  darling, “kujikutty”, her momma’s “chinnooomaaaa”, her Arjun’s delightful daughter. Naina. Duh. 😀
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Pigtails Poser!

That “cutie pie” in pigtails, she’s turning three today. Woah! I tell myself. Three! Wasn’t it just yesterday, around this time I was pretty much worried as hell, because Pratibha had to stay overnight in hospital because of a “false alarm”? When I was all ready to fly across here, on 9 April, because the baby was due only on 11 April? And a few hours into the day, about 9.30 in the morning, I receive a call (expecting Arjun to tell me that Pratibha is back at home!) saying “Amma, a girl!”  It beats me how I found the will (rules and regulations notwithstanding 😛 ) to stay on another week, almost, finish the required work at school, and then head to Nainuland, to hold her in my arms, on 5 April, 2014. Sigh. Sigh… *Wanders off into those memories*… ❤ ❤
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5 April, 2014!

Three years of unmitigated fun, ever’growing love, impossible amounts of laughter, all kinds there are, and the omnipresent, omniscient worry and anxiety, that comes when you have every spare inch of your thoughts filled with a prayer for the well being of this tiny, perfect (and you’d do battle with anyone who says otherwise 😛 ) girl who rules your heart. (Every other member of my family is going to go ballistic when they read this – a certain one for sure, but then the subject of this blog is equally all pervading in her influence, so that voice shall also be concomitant to the views expressed herein 😀 🙂 )
Awesomeness needs no captioning! 😛 …⇑⇑
Not to forget the never diminishing sense of wonder and amazement, the sheer pride that threatens to consume you 😛 when you speak endlessly (yes, grammies are like that, they can’t stop once they start !!!) about every tiny facet of this beautiful gorgeous girl! No matter that she giggles and bursts into a riot of laughter to tell you “You’re sho funny!!!” as you try and gracefully eat spaghetti, saying, Ammoomma eating wiggly worms (laughing uncontrollably…) Ammomma eating wiggly worms” She can call you any kind of names, and you’ll beam with joy that is bundle is actually saying those things! 😛
Sample this. A few friends visited on Sunday, and the conversation turned to children speaking. There were toddlers present, ranging from 1 – 3 years old, and we began to speak of how kids pick up language, English in particular. Nainu has never ceased to amaze us with her range and recollection and her apt usage of the words. Apparently, she was using the word “grumpy” (gwumpy, as she says) with understanding. And her mother was saying, “Arre, I didn’t even know there was a word called grumpy till I was in high school!” Yeah. That sums it up for many readers here as well, right?
So how did she manage this? Exposure to language (my pet soapbox topic 😛 ) She, I do believe, is the finest example I could give you on how you could pick up a language if you surround yourself with it, on your own 🙂 She listens to nursery rhymes, and watches a few films, repeatedly, when she isn’t engaged in role playing with her army of toys, cycling around the house in her tricycle, reading from the tiny books she has, and watching videos of her favourite… wait for it….PEPPA PIG AND HER FAMILY!!! The movies range from Nemo, Tangled, Frozen, and now MOANA! (Those who’ve been in my class will now understand why I would recommend movies, quite apart from their sheer entertainment value 😛 ) Also, Nainu has perhaps picked up the linguistically strong genes from her father too! 🙂
Just a couple of days ago, she  received a set of her Peppa Pig toys, the entire family, consisting of  (yes, I know them ALL!!) Peppa Pig, her brother Georgie Pig, Daddy Pig, Mamma Pig, Granpa Pig (who’s grumpy sometimes 😀 ) and Grandma Pig. She took down her Elsa doll, a toy that moves on wheels, singing away “Let it Go!” , placed Peppa’s family on the petal like protruding bits of the doll, at the base, twirled it, singing Let it Go!!, and toppled the whole family to the ground! She did let them go!
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Naina and her Peppa Pig Collection! The Little one in RED is Peppa Pig!

She speaks quite clearly, my wee lass does. She speaks in English too! Which constantly surprises us, because no one has ever even tried to get her to sample the words and sentences. But she tries, on her own, right or wrong, and is quite oblivious to the joy, and the freak out sessions we have (duh. I have… 😀 ) when I hear her! Once in the car, she asks, Where we going? Once she’s had enough of the outing – Leshsh go home!  At play time, in her grandparents home, her Naani’s home, she asked her cousin to  come out, with a Lets go and build sand castles!  in the sand pit they had outside their home! I mean, Woah Woah Woah, not yet three and she says, sand castles?
The mystery was solved as to her acquisition of that when I was introduced to her Peppa Pig, finally, when I visited her last month. That’s a delightful family of yes, Pigs 🙂 Them brainy brainy creatures, cute as buttons 🙂 Complete with excellent, proper English, in an English accent. 🙂 These are kids (Peppa and Georgie)  who question, are curious, and equally naughty! She loves them so much, that when she was asked about her Birthday and what she wanted, she said Peppa Pig – and now she is the proud owner of a set of them figures, a couple of mugs, a backpack, thanks to Nammu Aunty, and a set of 6 small books! The happy birthday party theme? Duh! 😛
(Random off topic diversion – there had been a link, I shared on Facebook, speaking of how Peppa Pig shows create disobedient children, and cause … of all the things… autism! Cripes! How do people even write such things! Thank you Neethu and Rehan for telling me about it too!)
I hope the title is clearer now. I’m a fan of the entire clan Peppa Pig’s too! I love how stereotypes are broken there, how each of those films she loves has so much to inspire, about following one’s heart, of being cheerful, of having a loving family! It matters so very much what children read and watch, so much! And at this point I cannot not tell you how proud I am of her parents, Arjun and Pratibha, for keeping her grounded, and giving her her head in so many matters, letting her decide too, tiny tiny decisions… 🙂 A shoutout to another amazing person in her life, her Class Teacher from her Yellow Class, in Play School! Sheetal, you are a wonderful wonderful, empathetic teacher, who reaches out and helps foster that spirit of confidence in the tiny tots in your care. I know for certain that you shall ever remain her most favourite teacher in a long long long time. (Psst. I’ll tell you a secret – I’m jealous of how she so utterly  loves you, and even runs to you and hugs you, endlessly 😛 But I’m also glad that her impression of teachers will always be positive, thanks to you! The other teachers in her life have a huge image to aspire to, definitely! 🙂 🙂 )
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Naina and her Sheetal Aunty  – How a Teacher-Student relationship goes beyond … 🙂

 

Yes, I’m waxing poetic here, I know, but that is how this grandmother is. Absolutely, completely, uncompromisingly nutty… about her grandottie!
At almost 1400 words, I still haven’t told you ALL about her. An epic sized book wouldn’t suffice, as any Grandparent would tell you, when it comes to their precious bundles of joy! But yes, let’s leave some for the days and years to come, shall we?
(I heard that Phew!! Thank God, we’re nearing the end of the tunnel kind of sigh of elation  😛 😛 )
Naina. That’s who this is all about. My darling, My Sweetie Pie Naina. My Kunjikutty. Her birthday is today 🙂
Happy Birthday, my darling Nainu! May warm marshmallowy moments, and soft sweet and chocolatey (she loves chocolate 😛 ) dreams fill your realms and keep you sweet. May the craziness and naughtiness you have lead you on to be bright and independent. May the stories you hear and the stories you weave continue to enthrall and delight (she’s quite the story teller, and loves loves loves to have you read to her!  Or read from her own collection of books ❤ )! May the colours (and boy oh boy!! you do know almost ALL of them) fill your life with rainbows of feelings, each one precious and each one a journey to your own self. May you be blessed with good health, and this same sunny disposition! And may you continue to enchant us all and keep us loved and loving ❤ ❤
Psst… Thank you to her lovely parents too! Arjun and Pratibha, who’ve consistently given me parenting lessons, all my grandma wisecracks notwithstanding 😛 , for their patience and encouragement, and letting her have her head, or reigning in her over enthusiastic explorations, when occasion warrants it 🙂 May you continue to do your job just as wonderfully…! Blessed be!
Sigh. Sigh. I love you Nainu! Happy birthday sweeti pie!
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28 March, 2017
Birthday Blogs for Naina ❤
2015 (LINK)
2016 (LINK)


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That Virgo Woman

A pretty spectacle. Pretty. Spectacle. Decidedly determined. All spine. Made of steel too. Not just that. Loyal to the core.

“Her eyes are cool pools of pure love, and when she smiles, she can light up a whole room with her radiance. Better keep her”, said Linda Goodman. “You may never get so lucky again.”

 

I know I got lucky. He got lucky too, when he met her. And they kept each other, in the hallowed house of matrimony. They were pretty young when they did make that house, but you see, that is what it is about that Virgo Woman – you had better get her, for you might not get so lucky again. And he knew that, did he not? 😉

She’s not the sort, like her Leo partner, who’d make that entry and crack the wisecracks there be, but you betcha you’d notice her, there’s a mysterious, quiet, waiting quality in this woman, and “passion of the spirit” , a romance with life, if you will – knowing what comes and what goes, and where one deals with the realities and dreams of life.

She’s known what she’s about. Ever since I have known here, that is the one thing that struck me about her – a quietness, but a waiting quietness; a knowing; a knowing about those she cares, and tends to, with that same fierceness of one who realizes it is on her. No compromises there. 🙂 Told ya. We got lucky 🙂 ❤

There is a world of love, this moment, that envelops her, reaching out, from a hemisphere and half a world, as she waits patiently for ME 😛 to get to her, in a week’s time, from all of us, here! It would have meant so much to us, and duh 😀 her, for only she be missing in the midst of this family, here in the N. Hemisphere, and she be in the S. Hemisphere 🙂 For she celebrates her birthday, as the clock strikes midnight, four hours ahead of us here, and we begin her celebrations, in earnest, sending out our prayers, blessings, wishes and much much much love from each of us, starting with the littlest… Ammini 😛 , Changaran, Kunju… Nainu, Arun, Archana, Paru, Arjun, Kuttan, Paru (4 legged 😛 ) , Appu, Kiru, Lakshmi, Abhi, N’ammai, G’amman, Chitta, Anu, Viju, Trips, Vinu, Mush, Ammumzzz… and of course, and Ash… and the awesome writer of this blog… to who she is her DIL 🙂 🙂 🙂 😛 😛 😛

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Haapppieeeee Neeetiiiiii!!!!!

 

Happiieeeeee Neetikutty! It’s going to be a mindblowingly, jawdroppingly, amazing year. Has to be. It can’t not. 🙂 🙂 When the collective of the wishes are the sort we’re capable of generating, it WILL Danged BE 😛 😛 As it always has been 🙂 😀

And, by the way, I’ve actually succeeded in making the awesomest wish ever, in under 500 words!

God Bless, always, Neets 🙂 Love you soh soh soh much much much!

For 30 August, 2016

Missing you so much!


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Soar

As that dream you’ve always had!
Amazing us all, 
Articulating your deepest desires… 🙂

Secured to the bonds that 
Scaffold, in certain faith
Serene knowing we’re your safety net!

High, as high as you want
Happy, hearty, in all good humour
Here… we’ll always be, for you, Just For You!

With confidence, knowing all the time, you’re a
Winner in life, 
Working to make what you love to do!

Into a love that holds you spellbound
Inspiring always, with your 
Innate goodness, and goofiness 😛

Navigating the skies of opportunities
Negotiating each twist, turn and tack
Nattily, neatly, and with elan, as you always do!!!

Dearest Ashwin

The above is an acrostic in tercets, just to show you how your still-nerdy-hatke mom will never learn the basics of simple things, like simply saying, Dearest Ashwin, Happy wala birthday, Kunjunni ❤ but she will the go whole hog and cook up a potpourri of crazy, wacky ideas, that actually come together in an insane but joyful way. Sounds just like your mad mom, no?

Well, this isn’t about her, but you, this day, when you are at this place in life when you’ve cleared the runway for the flight… on a different course in life! The nestling you had been is a sure and certain ace pilot of life, learning each day new skills and newer ways to make life as good as it gets! One thing I know you shall keep doing is this… learn, learn and learn some more 🙂 It’s in your DNA – no escape – not that you want to either 😛

So, my darling Lion, here goes… (yes, yes, yes, it has started… but there is something so compulsive about a cliché, that I keep going back to 😛 )

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A prayer, a wish, a song in my heart for you-
To soar, as that joyful bird
To sing, in wild abandon of love
To laugh at life in silliness and gaiety
To stop a while, smell the grass,
To be thankful for all you have
To be inspired by who you are
To always be able to converse with your loved ones
To run, or sit, or lie down

in the sure and certain knowledge that we’ve got you, we’ve got your back, and are always, always there for you!

Soar, my dear one. Roar, with joy too! Have the best one ever ❤ ❤

Happy birthday, Ash 🙂 My bachcha! This song – it says a lot I’d love to! Well Coldplay is going to do it on my behalf! Imagine aaaa! 😛

 

 

Loads and loads of Love, always
Amma ❤

P.S. That latest black and white pic. challenge – Navmi says you look “quite a bit” like me 😀 😀 That makes my day, as it does yours too, I hope! 😛

For 3 August, 2016

Psst. Glossary – in case you’re too lazy to google 😛

tercet-a set or group of three lines of verse rhyming together or connected by rhyme with an adjacent triplet (mine does not rhyme 😛 )

acrostic-An acrostic is a poem (or other form of writing) in which the first letter (or syllable, or word) of each line (or paragraph, or other recurring feature in the text) spells out a word or a message. (Your name is the acrostic, dear Ashwin, in one short of  the seven colours of a rainbow, supposedly  😛 )

Birthday Blog Tradition posts for Ashwin, over the years from 2009 :

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2015

 

 


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Two Good

it is, I tell ya! She is, rather. The day is. Now. (Well yesterday too 😛 ) But the best, yet? Today. ❤ Read on. (Statutory Long Post Alert* 😛 )

When N=2, the probability of the combination of Love, Fun, Frolic, Energy, Enthusiasm, spikes in direct proportion two the availability of N, not two mention the proximity, and the actual date on which the value of T, which is Time, equals exactly two. How do you prove that?, asks L. L being Life. That master Teacher, problem solver (problem creator 😛 ), who is Love itself. No conundrum that, I’d say, given that the answer lies in all that the statement asks me two prove.

The magical two has arrived. And if there is one thing that does not deplete, however much you use it, it is Love. In multiplies manifold, in ways that one reads of, in fairy tales, and fictionalized slices of narratives (so they say! I know different!) So it is, most certainly, Two Good that I’m here, where the best part of my life is Two.

Two years ago, I was waiting for school two be done on 7 April, a Class 9 class teacher then, then, who later became “my” Forty-Seven  ❤ And this day, dawned with the usual pranaams and unconscious prayer I wake two, each day, two Mother Earth, a wish for goodness all around, most especially two all children, everywhere.. A moment stamped in the virtual world too, one I inhabit almost as much as I do, the real! Little did I know (they knew, but did not update me 😛 ) that the morning was momentous as well!

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Fast forward two about two hours, and the melee  of the school environs – the gaggle of teachers flooding the “godown” as I like two call it – the Photostat room in the lower level of the school, a part of the queue, sometimes troubleshooter for a nagging excel file detail; it’s end of term and marklists, grade sheets were being printed, the gaggle was noisy, nudging each other, waiting impatiently in line, but doing the right thing – waiting 😛 – when my mobile rang. I picked it up, seeing it was Arjun, who I presumed, would tell me that Pratibha was home, after the false alarm the night before!

Hi, all good?

Amma, a girl!

Whaaaaattttt? Already? Just a sec, let me get out of this room! Helloooo, helloooo…

Amma, amma… yes, it is a girl!

…..

There we were, connected by that wireless loop over the optic fibres, me hanging on two each vibration that told me, She’s here, already!!! Connected by this new beautiful feeling that comes when life takes you gently, wraps your soul in Love’s whispers, and lends you this miracle, and lets you feel you had a role two play in it. Life begets life, as does Love…

Oh my! Eeeeeeeeeee!!! Reallyyyyy??? Yes, I was jumping madly, spinning, throwing my one free arm in the air, pumping my fist… you get the dotty grandmom routine I did. And Arjun sagely waited it out, told me the time, till I realized he had so many more calls two make as did I!!!

I had two be there! The one overwhelming thought that came two me was dampened just as suddenly! Well, she was here, there actually, and I’d get there, soon enough. Soon soon soon… the mantra! It lent such impetus two stuff I was able two accomplish, so that I could just BE with her, hold her, wrap ourselves in that special love that comes two grandotties and their grandmoms ❤

And it all feels like it played out yesterday!

Two much no? I guess I cannot be more obvious as two where write is headed! Two years two that day, (when I made a sort of decision, two be with her on 28th March, each year, somehow, anyhow), I can tell you the answer two the statement that opens this blog for her.  Everything has spiked – heart beats, the fun, the drama, the verbal and non verbal ways we communicate, she and I, and Love, all around, two everyone!

There may be a whole host of manuals on how two parent, or even grandparent – but if you are meant two be either parent or grandparent, and want two be one, heck! No manual is necessary! Some things there are, within, that lead you onwards – and a lot of advice, outside, perhaps unwarranted, mostly from co-parents, co-grandparents 😛 – and if ever these leads come from the fount of Love, in its unconditional and pure form, you’ll never go wrong.

Amongst them this:

  • The Grandottie/grandchild shall always hold your heart in her/his palm. Carefully ❤ . Playfully
  • You shall do the same. Maybe not so playfully
  • The Grandparent at all times shall resist the urge two keep telling the grandottie’s parents what two do (this comes from the heart 😛 ) – but sometimes, the urge gets better
  • The grandmother shall always wonder at the granddottie – and wonder and wonder how the heck your kid got it right 😛 – and thank the kid and partner – and congratulate herself, of course 😛
  • The granddottie shall evermore be the best.
  • The grandmother shall never recover from being smitten. That’s for life.

So, what is this all about. If the simple fact that the grammar nazi grandmom has thrown, gleefully, two the winds, her grammar rules, and let a certain word rule this blog, you know what’s coming. You do? Et two? 😛

Let me give you that applause now, for being patient, for being here,still, if you are, and let you go in a hundred words more, or so 🙂

She’s two. I’m two twoo. She be Naina, and I be the grandmom. Last year the Family got together with friends for her – she’s hands down our Numero Uno, (LINK) who, on this day, stays there, with double the love, the charm, the loveliness, the innocence, the fun, the child-like wisdom of knowing what she wants, and how she wants it – she keeps life simple, for us too! Grows us up in ways that are as old as they are new – for we learn them with her.

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Oh yes, my darling, the universe is indeed YOURS 🙂 

  • The value of sleeping on your tummy, bottom up in the air 😛
  • The need two simply run and hug when love overwhelms
  • Two share in another’s food, and share yours as well 😀
  • Two not have two discriminate who belongs two your jaat, dharm, whatever, before you smile, reach out and sometimes hug too…
  • Two know each person who is there with you is important two you
  • Two wake each day for just this – be there, play, eat, laugh, run, smile, sleep, give those big sloppy kisses, for no reason at all, sometimes cry when you have two
  • Two live, just that, without pretence

My dearest darling Nainu, you bring such wondrous love, life and laughter two this dotty woman, this rambler, and the lives of all you touch!

May you be blessed two have this kind of Midas touch – that love seeps from the fingers, from your glance, leaks from your laughter, tingles from your tears too…

May the love of life, the love of your loved ones be the guiding star

May you always find fun lurking in every corner, behind those doors, under the chairs and tables, and may it always give you joy!

May life bless you with good health, happy moments, much glee, and an endless supply of energy (your parents too 😀 )

May you always be this lovely, inside and out ❤

I love you more each moment, my dearest Kunjikutty!

Happyyyyyyyyyyyyy …. *birthday* and again…

Happppyyyyyyyyyyyy….. ❤ Nainu ❤

Here’s a Hi5, a knuckle punch and a thumbs-up-A-ok Thumb touch too!

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Wise and wonderful – but don’t let that fool you 😀

Hugsy wugsy, love and loads of Kissessss from

Ammmooooommmaaaaaaa ❤


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For You, Gulshan, with Love!

It is always gracious of a reader, on a blog, to leave a comment. The thrill, the happiness that said blogger feels is quite something else. What if that comment, regular as they come for however the blog posts may be, are in limerick form? Not just a two lines, a few words of general appreciation, but a succinct slice of the essence of the post itself? You’d smile and jump for joy too, wouldn’t you, even if you aren’t the blogger? And secretly wish one was sent your way, even if you be a reader of the blog, or the comments 🙂 🙂

And when that said Limerick Commenter has a birthday, what virtual gift can one best give her? The joy of her own kind of lines, for a start, right? So here it is… a gift for the Gorgeous Gulshan Gev Bamboat, sometimes Aunty G, too, in the comments section of this blog, and other blogs/updates/posts right on time, each time, for a long time! Shail, thank you ever so much for introducing us in this virtual world 🙂 You are someone I have to meet, Gulshan!

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The Gift (of) (for) Gulshan ❤

She’s who you’d call a poetic temptress

Her alluring verses and words never fail to impress!

You’d know her, if here, you’ve been sorta regular 😛

Her comments come in, right-on-the-spot-spectacular!

‘Coz they be ultimate 5 liners, her own brand, her specialty, the Limerick Seductress ❤

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One more, with affection and sweet love, from a young ‘un who’s so taken up with your awesome way of writing, Stargazer aka Malavika, my student 🙂

‘Tis a special day today, the birthday of a Queen,
A Queen, who over the realm of Limericks reigns supreme.
In her hands, words like quicksilver meld and flow,
At her command, across paper they dance and go!
And many happy returns I wish– to this indeed, wondrous Limerick Queen!

It isn’t that good, and it isn’t really a funny limerick, but it is my first attempt at writing a limerick, and it was really hard to think up an idea!

Anyhow– many happy returns to Gulshan! May her limericks only get better and better! Please do tell her this from me! (Even if it is without the attempt at a limerick.)

Yours,
Malavika

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Till then, here’s a toast to you…. 🙂 Stay as sweet and cheerful, loving and laughing, and blessed always! Happy Birthday Gulshan! ❤ You’re the best 🙂 🙂 Hugs!

28 July, 2015

A previous mention of her, here 🙂 (LINK)