En värmlandstös från Montreal
Saturday, 31 March 2012
Saturday breakfast
It's something about Saturday's breakfast... It's so relaxing to know you don't have to rush somewhere and everything tastes a bit better...
Scrambled eggs is goooooood!
My little girl looks like a cute little boy,
that's what happens when she spends the night at grand dad and his wife...
That it ended in a big poop disaster is a different story that I wont bother you with today...
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