09-05-17 Not even Kiss Farewell

Wednesday 9th May 2017

All of Kingsley’s affection for me is reserved for the hours and minutes before Mr. Mixăli’s school bus pulls up. Before that moment Kingsley’s all about holding hands and singing me songs. Once the yellow sxolikö rolls down to a stop I’m chopped liver.

Here is the state of Kingsley’s emotional, teary adieu to his mummà…

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