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21 May 2023

⭐ When a Star is Born 0002 🌠 aka Drogi Piękny Noworodku w Ramionach Mamusi

Dear/Drogi piękny noworodku w ramionach mamusi, You are only 3 days old. If even! And I *know* it's a bit early for giving you advice. You didn't even ask! And like I don't even think you can walk yet. But for posterity, and for down the line, and for your beautiful mammy and your tall, kind father, and your handsome and unique brother Seraphim (I KNOW that that is the most beautiful name I have ever heard in my life for a boy/man/male human), here you go: 1) Take off your sunglasses. (I am happy to report that neither of the above people ever wear any! Yayyy!) 2) Take off your shoes!!! 3) Walk around outside for 5 minutes 4) Take in the Vitamin D from the sun. Believe it or not Drogi piękny noworodku w ramionach mamusi, we can still benifit from the sun's bounty even through the dark, grey, Irish clouds. And most of all, "be yourself, no matter what they say!" And now, I wouldn't be me would I, if there weren't a song in my head which popped in while I was writing this. Yes, indeedio. Here it is: It was inspired by the name of your big brother. Don't forget Drogi piękny noworodku w ramionach mamusi, your big brother is the most inspirational and loving boy you will ever know. I *love* the way he helps Aindjriu to cut the grass and clean up the garden. But mostly I love hearing your ball bouncing on the concrete tiles. It makes me so happy that you are doing your own type of meditation by bouncing your ball at such an exact rythem. Maybe you'll be a drummer or a percussionist when you are bigger. Or maybe that will be another one of your hobbies. Here's your song Drogi piękny noworodku: *the piece at 12:53 reminds me of Laura Ingles running down that meadow... but I think your too young, and maybe too Polish, to understand that cultural reference... AND Very Importantly: And at 12:12 it starts to go a bit mad, so turn down the volume when it gets to that part, or just hit the "mute" button. Silence is golden an' all, innit? We don't want to be driving your mammy or daddy barmy! Do we? Lots of love from, Le grá mór,
Twoja samozwańcza przybrana ciotka, Bríd

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