As a naughty mother, a dream lost. Karpova N.V.

Have you noticed that mothers like to change? And how cleverly they do it: yesterday my mother was white, and today - already red -haired, she laughed a minute ago, and Hop - sits sad. Only we are used to a hollow mother, and Bach - my mother lost weight.

or like that - one mother was always so quiet, exemplary, calm and once suddenly became naughty, capricious and stubborn.

How it happened and what happened later, you will learn from our kind, funny book.