mom, I 'nnoio.
I take my finger, it begins to "run", leads me in front of the front door trying to get on the stroller. My love of the house, it's not my fault you're un'appestata. I send you a certificate for school tomorrow I had it. You are you that you went from "el baby is fine, Señora" to "this child has a high morbidity, Lady ..."
... I do not know what's wrong this time, if a recurrent urinary tract infection (opltre after 10 days of antibiotics, and all the teeth with white specks) or by going to the parquet in a ski suit, without sweating, playing on the slide and swinging, without interacting with other children too ... has run caught the flu.
it gets worse.
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