We have just come home after a pleasant day on YSB, which I of course like to come when it is possible. It was the first time Rasmus was on the spa break, and went on to call it "swimming pool". Men :) It was just as good as it used to be, and the food is as always in the closet and a walk in The Creek is always a must. I love the fall, so go for a walk in the orange leaves, makes me feel close to happy.
What was not so great was that I found out how Rasmus looking at me. So how about continually. I asked him for taking a picture of me when we were down to eat, and when I saw the pictures, it dawned on me that he always looks at me in the angle he takes the picture, and so I ALWAYS dishes with ahhhh god, you should then take the picture just at or below, otherwise I look like a small card troll ". Bum bum ... That is so not only in pictures I look like this, it's actually HANS angle to see me in. As a little short troll. I have other words encouraged him that he preferred to climb behind me now, so visions of my ass COMPLETELY different! And memories NOT the pudding, though he claims that he is "really like pudding." Some things you just can not go in again (!!).
Do not say that there is no difference in the length of the legs, depending on the angle ...