One Night

One night, my artistic,stray cat feeding (and non pants wearing),face paint loving,rock starĀ ….with an attitude, daughter, went to bed.She was three.

The next day, she woke up, very early.And, just like that, she was four.Now, she wears heels (but still, no pants).Happy Birthday, My Lovely, Little Lady.

You are loved.


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