For who knows what reason, my daughters latest favorite song:
I was born reckless, I don’t cherish anything, If my head is chopped off, I will tie a log instead
she cant understand russian. if she does understand, it would be sort of creepy. she cant even speak her own language yet.
i guess its because of tune and dance.
but again, what if i wake up one day, and she already peacefully anexed part of the kitchen?
