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шный сон. ## Изба оральня #2 **Translation:** Post in the style of The Nest #2 I apologize for my French, especially the left-leaning impression ? Pouring the eighth cup of coffee into bags under my eyes, in a state close to madness, I remember morning feedings. To preface, I'll tell you that after my son at 5.5 months took a piece of pizza off my plate and triumphantly waving it around, he smeared himself all over the place, I firmly decided it was time to start weaning. And you know what? Everything went as perfectly as ever, my son gobbled up these smelly broccoli snacks like he was possessed, but these unicorn tears