Monday, January 24, 2011

Indian Hand Embroidery Patterns On Sarees

A place of peace

It is what it is, with 3 small dwarf can be a life to be quite turbulent. Since there is no easy outs, because there is no "stop button", no there are moments when one might stop the world and get off. These moments are not all behind a tragedy, it can also be intimate moments of happiness.

be yet this stops less and less. I must say there is a place where I can park often . This place is certainly at the heart of my husband!

He's a wonderful dad! He walks with short, so I sometimes get to sew. He brings the Great to bed when he's not working. He takes on the predator feeding, food fights and swimming in short, it is easy great!

I love him, because he bears my moods to my durchgestillten nights, because he is a terrific storyteller and listener, because he can be enthusiastic about things that no one knows (or knows who among you a Biterolf?) And because he inspired by leaves me, of my 1000 ideas and hobbies.

My place of rest is on my husband ! What place do you have?



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