My Boys💙💙

Morning 🧡🍁

Bye-bye, Christmas tree 💚🤗

The day I wasn't late for the cinema...

The day I realized something very important that made me feel... Well, it doesn't matter how it feels now, what matters is how it felt before.

I remember my grandmother's words, "Polina, never say the phrase "I'll never..." You are challenging, Dear. To yourself, to the Universe, to God, to providence, to destiny... Whoever..."

Of course I didn't listen and my next "never..." became "one day..." again.

When you see only black branches for six months, it is true magic... simple and real. It's here and it is... 💛☀️

Breakfast at lunchtime 😅

These special flowers... ☺️☀️

My inspiration for the Chapter 12 of the story "Trying to remember" 🩷

I wish I could be as funny as this Mr Gingerbread, but I overslept and lost my glove this morning... What's next?😑

Twins are often about not having enough hands from the beginning...

Twins are about knowledge that behind the fiercest glint in the eye there is a tender heart, and behind the sweetest smile there is a cunning character...

Twins are about being able to read completely different emotions at the same time, and trying to help them live them out. And while one is at the height of joy, the other is desperately clutching your hand...

"You have a collective responsibility!" I often shout in the voice of an unfair judge (oh, how pedagogically bad it is, I know)🥲

But maybe that's why they don't get jealous of each other, the older one doesn't get jealous of the younger ones, because they know that if mum is angry, it's bad for everyone 🤣

Spring mood 🩷☀️