A tale of my little nephew. (Story based on real events)

In one small town lived a little boy. His name was Daniel. But his name was Danya. He was very naughty and agile. A real tomboy. He liked to jump, run, laugh and of course like every child he explored.

All his acquaintance with the worlds was very noisy. Even when he was very very small, he already did not give rest to his relatives. At night, he slept poorly. In the daytime it was very difficult to put him to bed. Even then, at an early age, his character began to manifest.

Everything had to be just as he wanted. He was the first child in the family. And so his mother did not know how to look after him properly and bring him up. Grandmother came to the rescue.

Grandmother had two children - a son and a daughter. The son is me. Grandma's daughter is my sister and Daniil's mother.

Most of the grandmothers spoil their grandchildren. Grandma Daniel was no exception.

She allows him everything. He enjoys it. The older he becomes, the more playful he becomes.

I will tell about his tricks in the next article.

Thank you for attention.