Since we had to stop with almost every activity in the Hotel, I have more time at the work to come to LL. This diary is a “missing” diary which I had ready for publishing, but didn’t have enough time and space to post it.

One day after having good time with our parents’ friends who has kittens, Mikey wanted to have one too. We tried to explain why he can’t have kitten. We told him that his daddy gets sick if they touch him, but Mikey was very persistent. He even cried demanding kitten. So, next morning my Prince and Ivy took him to the “kittens’ family”. My Prince touched one kitten and very soon he got very nasty itching rash. Well, seeing his daddy scratching, Mikey laughed for it was funny to him. Returning home, my Prince anointed his hand with anti-allergy cream. My Ivy tried to explain to Mikey that it isn’t nice to laugh when someone suffers. But, Mikey wouldn’t stop laughing and imitating his daddy’s scratching. My Ivy, therefore, went outside and she brought nettle. Although my mom and dad and my Prince protested, they couldn’t stopped her to teach Mikey a lesson. She touched his hand with nettle and very soon Mikey started to scratch and to cry for it itched him heavily. He didn’t like when my Ivy imitated his laughter. He yelled: “STOP, MAMAAA!”. She stopped soon and checked if he learned the lesson. He did. He stopped laughing at his dad and gave up from demanding a kitten. My mom anointed his hand with anti-itching cream. He hugged his dad, kissed him and said “I’m sorry” in sign language.

Very same day in the afternoon our children played on the floor in the living room when Precious suddenly took one of the toys and threw it into Mikey’s head. It was some soft rubber toy that couldn’t hurt, but Mikey didn’t like it. He was ready to hit her back but he looked at us first. I said: “No, Mikey!” He looked at his dad who didn’t say a word but had very serious face. He gave up from hitting his sister. Very shortly afterwards she did it again. My Ivy reacted: “Precious, stop doing it!” And again, Mikey wanted to hit her back but I forbid him. When Precious threw a toy on him for third time, my Ivy stood up angrily saying: “That’s it! Now you will get it!” She took her in her arms wanting to slap her butt when I jumped on the feet grabbing her for her hand saying: “Please, honey, don’t!”

Ivy: Why?

Me: Because she is still a baby (13 months old) and she didn’t mean it.

Ivy: It’s not the point if she meant it or not, but that she disobeyed me.

Me (cuddly): I know, I know, but …… please don’t punish her.

Ivy: Tell me, Princess, why weren’t you so agile to defend Mikey when he did wrong and when he was her age? You are very protective when it comes to Precious! Don’t you think you are biased?

I admitted that, I am biased but it didn’t stopped her from punishing Precious. She took her to the children room and she slapped her butt once saying that she is forbidden to throw toys on her brother. Precious started to cry very loud and my heart bled. I started to cry too. Seeing me crying and hearing his sister’s cry, Mikey started to cry too. So, my Prince took him outside to calm him. I was even more “hurt” when I saw precious stretching her arms to me crying “Maammmaaa!!!” but my Ivy didn’t let her come to me. My god, I thought I would die. Later on, when everything returned to normal we told Precious to hug and kiss her brother and ask him for forgiveness in sign language because she can’t say “oprosti” (Forgive me) yet. (My Prince taught them both to say: ‘thank you’, ‘forgive me’, ‘I love you’ and ‘please’ in sign language). Then the three of us talked. I agreed I have to work on my “biased mother” issue. My Ivy and I agreed that we must respect and support each other’s way of upbringing. She and I had reconciliation sex in our bedroom while my Prince took my Fran on short ride on his bike. Silvano watched our kids in the meantime.

Coming home from the ride, my Fran was very excited. He described his feeling of ridding on the bike to us. Then he made “mistake”. He said:

- …. And I had a big erection all the time feeling Prince’s body in my arms. I almost came in my pants …..

We blasted in laughter while my Prince grabbed him and without saying a word he took him to our bathroom and showered him with cold water.