Naan ithai satrum ethir parka vilai, nithaya en 6″ sunniyai kaiyaal pidithu thadavi veliyil eduthaal.En sunni endrum ilatha alavirku indru perithaag... viraithu irunthathu athu matum ilamal en sunniyil mun thol sunni mandaiyil paathi virinthu vinthu velaiyaaga kasinthu irunthathu. Athai nithya paartha udan vaaiyil echi uura sunniyil vaai vaithu sappi umba aarmbithaal.Haaaaaaaaaaaa sunniyai aval naakal naki urinthu sappa aarambithaal, ippadi oru sugathai naan anubavaithathe illai.Avan naanak. .. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!”The mother responds, “Very good honey.” The blonde asks, “Is that because I’m a blonde mommy?” And the mother responds, “Yes dear.”Next day the blonde came home and went to her mother and said, “Today in school we learned our ABCs! The other kids could only get to D but I can get to K! ... A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K!”The mother says, “Very good honey.” The blonde then asked. “Is that because I’m a blonde, Mommy?” The mother responds, “Yes dear.”The third. About an inch of lace petticoating showed beyond the dress' hemline. Inone hand she head a tiny pink silk handbag, in the other she held thecutest pink and white lace parasol I had ever seen.As a breeze caught her skirt, I noticed she had on matching tiny pantiesand garter belt made from sheer white silk and delicate pink lace trim,which perfectly matched her white lace stockings and three inch pinkpatent mary janes. Her jewelry was thin strands of pearls about her neck,ankle and wrist with. We arrived at their house on Friday in the late morning with plans on staying until Sunday morning. We were greeted at the front door by my brother-in-law with the usual hugs and hellos. We made our way to the kitchen where the k**s ran to greet each other and finally my sister-in-law walked into the kitchen behind them... wearing a bright yellow shirt.We exchanged hugs and we gave each other quick glances of coy smiles. Even though we've played before it's still a little bit awkward the first.