Not my child. And that’s just fine, because whenever she’s becoming whiny,

I’d send her back home. As they say, that’s just practice!

Her mother is what you’d call my best friend. In fact she was sitting next to me on our first day together in trade school in 2013. My german was really bad, she couldn’t understand me but somehow we managed it and she became my dearest friend. She’s now my neighbor (kind of), which makes it easy to work on a friendship and be spontaneous.

My little monster was born in October 2014 and one day after her birth, I paid her a visit at the hospital. And then the week after that and the week after… That’s how we became friends.

From time to time, I have the honour to watch over her for a few hours. I’ll be honest, when she was a baby, it didn’t make so much fun, but it was easy. She couldn’t run everywhere, she slept mostly.

Nowadays, she knows where I hide everything in the apartment. Literally nothing is safe. She likes shoes. And she likes my boyfriend. As a matter of fact, whenever he’s around, I can see myself becoming a Very Not Important Person. Told you, he’s a hero.

Little monster is a funny little person. And she knows it. I couldn’t describe that devilish/psycho smile whenever she’s doing something very bad, but there’s no-one who can resist and not laugh.

I like her, I like her mother too and I hope those two sunshines will stay a little longer in my life!