Mama …… .. beautiful woman with long hair who has raised me from a little girl into a woman that’s my mama. The simplest and most special woman for me. I think mama not my friend but mama is a person whom I love as a parent and I respect it. Mama and I……. are different women, mama by nature shy and modest in his thinking. In contrast to my thinking that is open to a variety of things. But we have the same hobby is traveling to beautiful places.
Mama lived in a small town. Mama does not like a big city like where I live…….. that is my mama. Mama lived in a beautiful little town. Behind the house, I could see the expanse of green and cozy atmosphere is not like in the city where I live. There are many beaches sometimes my mom and little niece to spend time there. Play Water or walk on the coast. I am so happy because I have a few day to spend time like this.
Spendtime withmom feel so fun talkaboutmydaily lifeatwork and laugh together. Momalso toldthe dailyplant crops.Andwhen I camemamasaidthe plant growsa lot. “Mama …..Oh Mama….Reallyyy…” Mmmmm the big question???”.
That’smystorywithmama. tell mehowyouspend time withyourmama