Novel & Cerita Dream Doll Age

She cleaned her dress with white tissue and glared at the mirror, thank God her dress wasn't white. She removed a strand of hair from her face gazing at the mirror." so it's her party?" she whispered but she didn't believed it to be true." mm miss" she called to the lady who was about to leave the washroom"do you mind telling me whose party is it"the lady gave her a wired look before parting her red lips to say something"its the Kan's daughters birthday" she twisted the doorknob and walked. Who would dress up this nicely to a party she knows nothing about, very weird.

Her little three-year-old body struggles to climb up on the barstool, but she finally manages to get herself settled before plopping her head back down on her arms. "Good morning, sweet cheeks," I say with a smile in her direction. "Did you sleep well?" Her little head moves in what looks like a nodding motion. "I dreamed we lived in Candyland." "The game?" "Uh huh. I ate gumdwops." "Well that does sound like a nice dream." "Uh huh," she answers, and I know better than to continue on with the conversation. She'll wake up once she gets a little food in her. Until then, it's best not to try to have any meaningful discussions with her.

She scooped up her daughter and hugged her tightly, peppering kisses on the little girl's cheek. "I dreamed I lived in Cinderella's castle," Emma said. "Can we have pancakes?" Jackie laughed at the abrupt turn of topic. "Yes, pancakes sound like a great idea. Is Grant awake yet?" Emma shook her head solemnly. "No, he's snoring. I peeked in his room." "Okay, well let's see if we can wake him up with the smell of pancakes. What do you say?" "Yes!" the little girl shouted, pumping her fist in the air.

That was a habit I hoped she would outgrow soon. She was going to be one year old next month and we were already making preparations for her birthday party. I wanted it to be a special birthday celebration filled with fun and laughter. Eyare wanted us all to travel to Disney land, including mum and dad, but I had disagreed, my case being that she was still too young to understand all the cartoon characters. She would not appreciate it --- we will. Wait until she grows older, I said, and he had reluctantly agreed. We decided, instead, to have a cartoon character - themed birthday party and take loads of pictures and videos she could always have memories of, and refer to when she grows older.