Our children will not understand why these strange plastic and plastic devices of a terrible appearance were needed. But we adored them, despite the dubious quality.
The red horse rode only if dad pulled him by the rope. But you are on such a horse – a Cossack, what kind of dad? Because I had to push my feet., Moving along the broken asphalt centimeter by centimeter.
Tumbler. The whole point of it was that you push it, but it does not fall. But it plays a simple melody. Usually they put her in a sideboard with crystal glasses, because of which she lost an already small range of her qualities. Continue reading