No compromise and compromise
As promised in my previous diary: here are two things that happened recently that I didn’t want to add to my LL diary so it won’t be too long and that it won’t “blur” the important message from the “gambler case”.
Mikey is old enough to go to school next year. That’s why we received the invitation from the Ministry of Culture and Education to bring him for mental, intellectual, and emotional evaluation which will determine his IQ and other skills and affinities. The three of us talked and decided we shall wait one more year with sending him to school when his sister would take the same evaluation so they can go to the same school together since we do not want to separate them. So, if Precious shows above-average IQ and is above average in the other three capabilities, they may go in the same class although she is a year younger than him. Besides that, we decided to send them to a private school with the Italian language as a prime language. Although it is very expensive, we shall cover it from their money account which is, thank heavens, pretty high. Our parents liked the idea, but since we talked about our children’s future, they took the freedom to say how they don’t like my luvs teaching them martial arts arguing they are only stimulating their aggression and violence. They though my luvs teaching the children martial arts for fun, not for serious and that's why they didn't react. But hearing our arguments why we are teaching them martial arts, they didn't like it. We disagreed and our arguing turned into a very heated discussion. As our best support in teaching our children martial arts, we brought up increased bullying, violence, and shooting in schools nowadays. We want our children to look after each other when they are outside the house. It didn’t help and we couldn’t find the middle ground. We ended the quarrel by saying that we are sorry we didn’t find a compromise but Mikey and Precious are our children and we have the right to decide for them what we think is the best.
My dad really tries to establish a good relationship with my Prince. We, the sea people like everything that grows in the sea, and for us it is natural to eat Mediterranean dishes. My Prince who comes from an area that eats chicken, pigs, and cows, learned to eat many sea products that we eat, but he couldn’t get used to eating codfish in any form. Its smell and taste make him puke, literally. Well, since we all like it, my dad, who is an expert in preparing codfish dishes, decided to make it for us, but knowing that my Prince wouldn’t stand the smell of it, he prepared it at his house and brought it to ours so we’d have lunch together. Knowing that my Prince wouldn’t eat it, he made roasted squids for him. Now, there was only one technical problem: where will he sit since he couldn’t be at the same table with us and we didn’t want him to be alone during lunch. My Ivy and I said to my dad that we shall eat roasted squids too and that we shall sit in the kitchen together with my Prince and the children. He said that he doesn’t like that idea and that he wants us to sit at the table together. So, he made the compromise by making the roasted squids for all of us saying that they can eat codfish later, at my parents’ house. We liked his idea. Our moms quickly prepared chard and boiled potatoes. He also made me smile when asked me to let him sit in my place next to my Prince during lunch so they can feed our children: he will feed Mikey and my Prince will feed Precious. I agreed kissing him on the cheek and saying I love him very much.
Edited by Evaloves4
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