Childhood

The Last Ha-Ha!

I’m taking Sasha to preschool. Frustrated after her attempts to ask for a little brother, she exclaims in exasperation: “Mom, just tell me already, how are babies born?! I’ll just…

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Droplets

Droplets… For a while, Iryna and I were called “droplets” in our neighborhood. After all, droplets of water are all the same… just like us. How wonderful it is to…

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4 Years

Лying down to sleep with Sasha, I suggest we play a game. Since our patronymics come from our fathers, she has to guess what her father’s name is based on…

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