4 December 2011
I have terrible ears. And I think God was so worried I wouldn't hear my children that he blessed me with the most noisy ones. Seriously. They have got the best pair of lungs. Especially my baby girl, I have high hopes for her to be an amazing singer when she grows up and I'll finally be able to sit back, close my eyes and be filled with joy and happiness just by the sound of her voice. Blissful thinking.
Moaning Mother • Opuss № I