My niece and her world

My niece in her own small world. That's all she needs, that's all she requires to smile. She puts on masks and you have to ask her which one she's wearing at that moment, if she tells you she's wearing her "princess" mask or "shark" mask or "cat" mask for that matter, you have to act accordingly. Or else.

It becomes a problem when she's wearing her "mime" mask though.

I dont rememeber ever being the age she is right now. I love her to death and part of is probably because I love how life used to be when I was young enough NOT to worry about life. Those were the times.

No worries; no responsabilities; no hesitations and no thinking twice. Either you were having fun or you were crying and that's when you'd feel a pair of arms rushing to kiss whatever scrape you had given yourself now.

My niece is beautiful. I love her, I love her world.

Princess.

Shark.

Or cat.

She's beautiful.