Hi friends!
The clock ticked 8:00 AM. No school. No early morning wakeup.
No bus horn. No mom shouting. Most of all No early breakfast. No worry.
That Sunday morning rounding on the whole bed as if we are
the emperors; staying in the hugs of mom or a pillow; and from the other side, dad
calling us to get up and therefore we resisting his calls for a 70% sleep.
