he is like a firework going of for me and is like a rose, so beautiful. He talks as gracefully as the beat of a butterfly wing. He is as confident as an eagle stalking its prey. He is as loving toward me as if I am a king. He's as nice as a dad should be... actually way nicer.
AND BEST OF ALL...... HE IS MY DAD
Jasper, sweetheart, i hope you find this comment
ReplyDelete:-)Maybe you can remember me from the last time you were here in Amsterdam.. i was living almost next door with Philine and Elisa, remember them?
Your mom posted your blog to her facebook today, so i got to read your stories and catch a glimpse of your life. Such fun! Congrats with the swimming victory - and Yes i totally agree with you about the cats! We have a young one that we brought back from holiday in Spain last year, her name is Kyra and she is such a little ninja that i am afraid she will start catching birds this summer.. Which is so horrible! I'm going to keep her locked firmly inside the house during the days when the young blackbirds get their flying lessons. But you are right, hunting is her nature and we humans do alot more hunting and killing..
Jasper, this little text you wrote about your father just about -almost- made me cry because, you wrote it so well and he is one of my bestest of friends since a very very long time. He has a very big heart eh, your daddy does. Boy, you have a way with words, did you know that your father used to write really great and often very funny things? That was way before such things as 'blogs' came along so you may want to ask him if he has any paper books hiden somewhere. Please give both your parents a great big hug from me!
I hope you come again to visit the Netherlands someday, but in the meantime i send you lots of love and happy wishes for you xxxx bye! Divya