Claudia de Breij: Claudia zuigt

You sit on the back of the vacuum cleaner. Mommy pulls you across the room. Santa Claus exists. At Christmas there will be peace. The big holiday lasts forever and then we go to the Efteling. Later you will also build an Efteling. Or you become a hairdresser. Or maybe Prime Minister. But then you must be very nice. And honest. Otherwise, of course, you'll never get that high. Mama makes a sharp turn, that gives a nice feeling in your stomach. The room is ready. The vacuum cleaner turns off. Now you have to get off.