Daily routine
| And another week went by. Time goes so fast. Now that my papa is at home, mama works most days. Papa and I are together. Towards the evening we wait for Mama. I wait in the chair, a little bit bleary eyed from a day of play. |  |
 | Then when Mama is home she runs to me. We sit in the white chair and cuddle and I get to drink. It is relaxing time for both of us, mama with her alcohol free beer and I with my milk. |
| Then my bed time comes and I grow more and more tired. Come 7 o'clock Mama puts me to bed. I am ready for it too, although I don't want it, of course. So I cry a little and then fall into a sound and healthy sleep. |  |
