
As a child, my omo asked what I wanted to be.
“I’ll be an elf,” I signed back.
Story of my life.
The name of my blog is dedicated to my fang-shaped baby tooth that never fell out.
a story for you and me
As a child, my omo asked what I wanted to be.
“I’ll be an elf,” I signed back.
Story of my life.
The name of my blog is dedicated to my fang-shaped baby tooth that never fell out.