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I observe Rosie on the sly.
I
have blue eyes, she has black. I have hooked nose, she has square. I am blonde,
she is a brunette.
Completely like her father, not a wee bit
like me.
And then she trips, hits the vase, knocks it
over.
And I squeal delightedly,
‘Hey,
there I am’
Cute! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading :)
Deletesweet one ratty. :)
ReplyDeleteGood to see you here again Rat :)
DeleteSo sweet.. I think almost the same way and become euphoric when I spot a teeny tiny me in my son..:)
ReplyDeleteHehe, may be you can do a big post about it... :)
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