Cake

I love this boy. I spoke to his mum ydy on the phone, she said her son wanted to say hello to me, so passed the phone to him. Our conversation went something like this:

Hello Dlxwesh (my kurdish name meaning happy heart), when are you coming to visit us?

Tomorrow

Good. Make sure you make a cake and bring it for me.

If I don't can't I come and visit?

No.

So I made a cake (it had to be chocolate) and we visited them this afternoon. They are such a troubled family. The boys spend all their time, apart from sleeping, playing Pub G on their phones. But when we go we play pelmenism with them and they absolutely love it!