I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
'Don't tell Granma I was naughty. I don't want to hear it.'
Little Miss Four to her mum after a visit to the park where she was quite the naughty creature.
2 comments:
She is rather articulate, isn't she?
Mmmm she is ... in Dutch too.
Sometimes we die laughing, sometimes it's less amusing. She has a wee speech impediment going though and 'ohmydod' is cute.
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