Sunday, May 2, 2010


I love it when Martin says 'Kosholad' (=Shokolad). And I love it how he always asks for it seeing me drink my coffee without it. Chocolate, though, is reserved for the days I drink coffee with Isra. On other days, I grab Martin and sqeeze him with hugs, kisses and tickles and tell him that he is my 'kosholad'.

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