mrsgarneij

Fountain one: Elvira's poop. This morning the fountain (and it fur sure was a fountain I tell ya...) reached all the way across her room, from the changing table to the other wall, even sprayed the closet door a bit. Now that's a good 2-2,5 meters. Should I call Guinnes?

Fountain two: Me sitting in front of the TV with the crow + mee mommy and daddy, and I was crying to the royal wedding. But lord was it not beautiful? I'm such a woss...