Those of you who follows my diaries knows about my Prince’s oversensitiveness. He couldn’t forgive himself for being rude toward me and for avoiding our children when he any my Ivy returned home from ‘Skinheads’ incident. Although he took us to MacDonald’s to redeem himself and we forgave him, he still felt he didn’t pay enough for his “sins”. He constantly apologized to us and he was afraid that children will love him less now. WTF? He only didn’t kiss them when returned home and they even don’t remember it. Mikey and Precious saw him being angrier earlier couple of times but they were never afraid of him or stopped loving him. Being very attached to our children, he wouldn't survive if they wouldn't love him. He tormented himself without reason and we had to stop him from doing it. We told him that none of us resent him anything because we know he loves us and care for us, and that he was under “Hulk syndrome” influence which blurred his proper judgement. My poor love; he cried and cried until all pain vanished from his heart. Then we made love. He was very exhausted afterwards that he slept. And his love for our children showed in true light again: they missed him and they wanted to play with him. My Ivy and I know he wouldn’t like us to stop them, so we let them in the bedroom. They woke him up climbing over his body and head and giggling and “tata this” and “tata that”. He sooooo loooooved it. He roared like a lion who wants to eat them. They screamed joyfully and laughed loudly. Yes, that is my Prince. Wouldn’t change him for anyone in the world.

We had excellent sunny weekend. I was working in Saturday morning. When I arrived home after the work, our children ran joyfully to me and kissing me they told me what they did with their mom and dad. My Ivy and I decided to stay home for we thought it would be a very good recovery “therapy” for my Prince. My dad drove Stipe and my Fran over. Antonio also came. Like my Fran and Stipe, he didn’t mention to anyone the incident from the hospital and he behaved toward my Prince as nothing ever happened between them. He told my Ivy and me that he said to my Fran and Stipe if they will be in trouble again, to call him until my Prince learn to completely take control over his “Hulk syndrome” again. He explained to them it is for his protection.

Since we decided to be alone with the children in Sunday, my Prince and Ivy grilled in Saturday afternoon. My Fran was in great mood and he teased them. The funniest was:

- Hey, savages, did you hunt that meat by yourself of some other primate I don’t know about brought it to you?

We all died laughing. My Fran loves them very much and teasing them is one of his expressions of love for them. Our children often came to them just to hug them and kiss them. All in all, we had great time together. After the evening routine, we watched “Halloween kills” online. Nothing to be thrilled about. Dozens of “regular” blade stubbing as we already seen in several “Halloween” sequels. The day ended with nice short sex.

Yesterday was a special day for us and our children. Right after the breakfast, my Prince took us (and Silvano as our body guard) outside of the city to the beach restaurant we never were before. It is a nice pebbly beach with children playground. We loved the place. Since the sea water was cold to me and our children, we didn’t swam but my luvs did. I enjoyed watching them hugging, kissing and goofing in the water. We had excellent lunch. Our children weren’t tired so we played with them. When we were in the need for dose, Silvano took our children on the walk and we fucked in the small wooden playing house for children. Luckily for us there weren’t other children in that time. After some time, we returned home, bathed our children, gave them supper and put them to sleep. We had our evening routine after which my luvs had their wild sex. I was involved as oral “assistant” and I loved it. Then we took a shower and went to sleep. My, after 5 years I still love our sleeping positions. Nothing can replace that feeling of fullness and contentment. Yes, our weekend was excellent recovery “therapy” for my Prince. He’s gonna be good as new today. I know he will.