Danil Kashin || DK || DK || Danila Kashin

there were only a few days left until the New Year, but that didn't stop you from just now starting to decorate your house for such a long-ago and important holiday. Standing on a stool, you tried to hang a garland on the wall evenly, while Kolya and Sasha, your six-year-old son and daughter with Danya, argued among themselves about who would be busy with what in the next hour..

• I will help my mother, I want to hang the meshura! the girl said capriciously, grabbing almost all the decorations in her arms
• I wanted to hang! Mom, tell her! of course, today was a hard day, because you literally had to stay at the stove, but nevertheless, you didn’t raise your voice at the children, going down to them with a tired smile
• Let's say dad comes and you help him hang the toys on the tree? and as if on cue, the front door opened in the hallway, and the guys, having forgotten about the small quarrel between each other, ran to greet him together with you. The smell of frost and native cologne immediately hit your nose, as soon as you pounced on the poor guy with hugs, the three of you..