when she was 3 years old, all my girlfriends called masha, grandma ira number two, in the summer mashulyaboar, these are our supplies. which masha and i stock up on together, these are canned plums, these are cucumbers, tomatoes, lecho, that’s all, then the children tell me: mom, we’ve run out, i’ll bring them to them. mashulya and i love to cook together, now i’m going to visit my children, we’ll take freshly brewed borscht and make a fresh salad with masha. that's it, what else? we took everything, didn’t forget anything, we live and... 10 minutes drive from vova, so we come to them every day, hello, hello, grandpa, nothing. "i'll tell you i’m preparing everything, and you start cutting, okay, this is already a tradition, eat right away, take a sample, yes marchra, i really love my family, grandparents, dad and my little brother, we love spending time together with our family, it’s a pity , that there is no brother, but i hope that soon my brother will be sitting here with us, you see, “your ex-nanny, irina, came to us, she wants to say something, maybe let’s call her, hello, vova, you

drinking tea, it was evening, it was getting cold, he went to add hot water to the kettle and asked: “mashulya’t you cold, should i bring you a blanket?” ?" i said, no, i’m not cold, i don’t need a blanket, he returned with a kettle with a blanket, at that moment i realized that this man knows me better. than me, i just remember with my eyelid in my throat, why? it’s nice that you also remember when i moved to moscow, i was a free, unmarried girl, and dad, who loves traditions very much and gave this doll, said that this is the bride, in general, you put her on the window, let her look out the window and call the groom, lima treated her very responsibly, he walks around blowing off specks of dust from her, in fact it’s very scary to go , to anatoly konstantinovich and ask for blessings. how tender they are! well, they say in the north people are cold and harsh, but no, look how much love and kindness they have, we will give them the same wedding, tender, warm, sincere, but the main thing is that our storytellers are well prepared for it. two, here they only weave lace, that’s it, it’s time for

drinking tea, it was evening, it was getting cold, he went to top up the kettle hot water asked: “mashulyald, do you want it?” “bring a blanket, i said: no, i’m not cold, i don’t need a blanket, he returned with a kettle with a blanket, at that moment i realized that this man knows me better than i do, i just remember in my throat why it’s nice that you also remember when i moved to moscow, i was a free, unmarried girl, and my dad, who loves traditions very much, gave me this doll and said that this is the bride, in general, you put it on the window, let her looks out the window and calls the groom, lima is very responsible towards her reacted, walks around blowing away specks of dust, in fact it’s very scary to go to anatoly konstantinovich and ask for a blessing, how gentle they are, well, but they say in the north people are cold and harsh, well no, look how much love and kindness they have, wedding we will make one for them, tender, warm, sincere, but the main thing is that our storytellers are well prepared for it. well, vologda, meet me, where is yegorzh, there he is, signing out an