This morning he walks here in my office. mantra I want a bonsai, he says. (Yes, yes Freund, I see y

a re nal-at tive adj. Psychology Indicating personality traits, industry leaders as meticulousness, avarice, and obstinacy, Originating in habits, attitudes, or values associated mantra with infantile pleasure in retention of feces.
I have dedicated my by hand reared. mantra He has not pleasure in retention of feces had not. But today I can tell you, he has joy in toilet manners. Never geglips not, his book all childhood summed, declined to dirty public toilets to use. I once came upon to explain that the toilet tray close to his bare buttocks is, he wants a deep toilet have - he has the traits, but wanted his stool (!) Well cared for - this should mantra drop and overflow, thanks. Retention nothing there but very specific conditions:) Enough of this, I will declare its commitment.
He was very small, barely 3 years, playing his first spaza shop in a box opened. Inside he built shelves and various items from the home gathered that we had to buy from him. Each item is marked with a piece of paper and skribbels on. Skribbels = very much money. A Scribble = currency. He would spend the whole day at his shop down and tidy, new stock trace his money in a tiny tin trunk storage - not lick it, eat or lost as other toddlers do not. He has nothing of Duplo held, Lego wanted to have the smallest parts; in trunks of different colors and sizes are stored. I understand better now why he's mantra in a box goes to sleep every time we went. He himself withdrew from the chaos. Inside his box his favorite blanket, his small panda bear, small radio little of Grandpa Carlie and a book. There he would sleep until we packed and retreat. He sleeps now in a cocoon, he tackles a wall of pillows and climbed straight body under the duvet. Tomorrow morning he is just as in that position awake, his bed barely confused. This detail is not interesting to you, hey. Does not matter. That's why I blog - people do not have to read it, William, that's what I keep myself busy with my beautiful memories - otherwise I eat, remember? :)
My Dedicated One place the esoteric, the yin / yang, the Chi Buddha and very interesting. His room reflects its growth: walls painted black, it displays the FHM posters of Mienkie and Co. gorgeous ... another wall full of frightening Slipknot masks and Rolling Stones Tonge, the great wall dedicated to the esoteric mantra - dragons, laughing Buddhas, the Geluks cat with the left hand, waving a hoekrakkie with various figures of note: a porcelain fish, the finest glass vase with oil, Chinese figurines, a copper container with incense in a gold coin piece from 1790 dates ... everything neat and with hand-picked.
This morning he walks here in my office. mantra I want a bonsai, he says. (Yes, yes Freund, I see your smile). Bonsai requires mantra dedication, patience is oorsproklik of China and is an entire eco-system mantra in a bowl (see box).
I show him the little oak in the garden. Give him my favorite ceramic bowl for holes to drill. Tell him that he has a short ball moss, and a blade of grass. He took my river stone from the dry moat in the Timbavati - my whole being miss bush instead - let go, Gardiol, let go, I told my versamelaarshart, the sentimental one, you know he's the dedicated one and will take good care of the pebble look ...
It's a delight to French see work as something he approach. He gets only the information gathered (Measure Twice, cut once:). mantra Take one of Kobus's Heineken boxes and pack everything neatly in it: 3 small oak-ic, a bunch of wine, a tassel grass, tiny peace in the home, fine gravel, larger pebbles, potting soil, my river rock and a red jasper.
And again, I have a yin-yang with gravel and moss made. Wow! I nodded. Tsikitsiki run all grew up wherever he wants. Tip-toe through the house as people here are always busy, always going somewhere, always has a plan.
I laminated him a little date ticket in his bonsai dish to print and write a note for my will: our two African grays, Einstein and Bismark (the general, not the hockey player) needs to Frans will one day, I knows his bonsai going as long as they live ...
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