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11, 12, 13, 14/52

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Tento týždeň u nás doma samé hry. N. sa prezlieka každý deň za princeznú a G. hrá hru "ktorúponožkusidámdoleskôrakositomamavšimne". 

We played a lot at home this week. N. is dressing herself up like a princess every day and G. is playing a game called "whichsockwillbeofffirstbeforemamanotices"

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Späť v Projekte 52. Portrét mojich detí raz za týždeň, každý týždeň aj v tomto roku. K slečne N. pribudla minulý rok slečna G., o to viac to bude teda napínavejšie. 

Back in the Project 52. Portrait of my children once a week every week also in this year. Last year we had welcome another member of our family - miss G., so it's gonna be even more exciting. Fingers cross!

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14, 15/52

Apríl so snehom, dažďom, analógovými dňami na severe a konečne rozkvitnutom jarou na juhu.

Snowy and rainy April, it's analogue days on the north and finally also the blooming south spring.

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12, 13/52

Marcové prechádzky po obľúbených cestách, suchá tráva pod nohami a na stromoch prvé puky.

A potom aj také dni, keď si uvedomím, že je v dome zrazu až PRÍLIŠ veľké ticho. Ticho, ktoré býva predzvesťou malej pohromy. Tentokrát, našťastie, nič deštruktívne. N. iba prvýkrát experimentuje s make-upom. A dala to hneď na Fridu ;)

Walking our favorite roads in March, dry grass under the feet and the first sprouts on the trees.

And then there are some days when I realize there is TOO much silence in the house. The silence that means little disaster. Uhh, nothing destructive for this time! N. is just experimenting with make-up for the very first time, trying to get some Frida's style ;)

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01, 02, 03, 04, 05/52 JANUARY STORIES

Portrait of my child once a week every week in 2015.

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N. mi tento týždeň porozprávala prvý príbeh. Videla holuba. Letel vysoko. A potom ukradol tatovi noviny. Koniec príbehu. Kreslím jej tých holubov a teším sa na ďalšie rozprávky.

N. told me her first story this week. She saw a pigeon flying high. And then the pigeon stole daddy's newspaper. End of story. I'm drawing these pigeons for her and looking forward to listen to some new tales.