Unlike my Prince, I love to receive gifts whether there is an occasion for gifting or not. So, my Fran, who is in charge of organizing my birthday party made the list of the gifts people planned to buy for me so that there wouldn’t be doubled or tripled gifts. My luvs asked me what would I like for my birthday. I had no heart telling them I wanted a very expensive light blue silk long dress, the shoes, and the purse I saw in one catalog. They already repaying a lot of money for the credit to Dad Boss for the new air conditioning system. So, I told them I would be happy with whatever they bought me. But my Ivy knew me too well. When she and I were alone, she asked me to tell her what I truly wanted for my birthday. When I said it didn’t matter, she hugged me and said:

- Princess, we want you to be happy. There is nothing Prince and I wouldn’t do for you or buy for you. Please, tell me what would you like for your birthday.

I showed her the dress, shoes, and the purse in online catalog and she kissed me saying:

- Consider it done.

I was very happy and I kissed her back saying “I love you”. Our children were very cute too asking me what I wanted for my birthday. They made me smile saying mama and tata gave them enough money for the present and they emphasized ‘enough’. (Of course, they would give that money to my Fran who would buy gifts in their name. The reason why we are giving a certain amount of money to the children is because we want to teach them the value of money and responsibility in keeping it and spending it with adults' monitoring and help). I said I wanted a hundred kisses and hugs from each of them and the box of my favorite chocolate and my favorite flower. I thought they wouldn’t know my favorite chocolate and the flower, but they knew. They remembered what was it when my Prince and Ivy or my Fran brought it to me. My little big angels.

It was very windy and rainy yesterday. My dad asked my Prince to cook the bean stew we all liked. When the family members, starting with my Fran, heard he would cook it, everyone asked if they might come. Of course, we said they may because we love being with our family. My dad called my Prince and asked him what kind of beans he wanted and if there was anything else he needed. My Ivy was a little naughty. She wanted to have some fun. She asked my Prince to cook the beans that make the eater fart a lot and to skip adding anti-farting plants. He agreed and he told my dad what to buy. So, my Prince and Ivy went home 1 hour earlier (unpaid, of course) to start to cook. He was very grateful to my mom for preparing all the ingredients and vegetables ahead. Anyway, since it was a big kettle of bean stew, it took some 4 hours to be done (plus the pork knuckles, sausages, and pork ribs). Oh my, you should see the feast. There were 16 of us, who made content “mmmmms”, slurps, and other various sounds of enjoyment. It was perfect. Nobody had to add salt or paper. We ate it all bean stew. Then we remained sitting around the table trying to catch our breath and commending his bean stew. Then my dad farted. Mikey and Precious started to laugh and imitate his fart by their mouths.

Mom: Livio!!! Shame on you! Control your urges! What example you are showing to your grandchildren?!

Antonio farted too and he said through the laughter: Nada, relax!!! Farting is normal in many countries, even in Italy. Only Croats think they are better than others. If you need to fart, fart!

My mom blushed and she replied: I am a lady, Antonio, if you haven’t noticed.

But when mom Zdenka farted saying: “I am a lady too, but when nature calls, I have to respond!”, we all blasted in laughter and started to fart laughing hard after each fart. My Prince confessed he made “farting beans stew” on purpose. My mom wanted to kill him. We died laughing. We didn’t notice when he and my Ivy sneaked out on our beach to swim because it was their type of weather. Those who stayed till late evening hours, washed the dishes, cleaned the table, talked, watched TV, and enjoyed sweet chocolate brownies and muffins our moms made. When they left, the three of us had our evening routine and excellent sex under the shower. I thought it would be a boring Saturday, but I was wrong. It was really fun and funny.

There’s nothing special about today. None of us felt hungry since we were still full of bean stew from yesterday. Although it wasn’t very rainy today, it was chill and we stayed in the house. My luvs spend most of the time on our beach. The afternoon was in the sign of the children. We did our evening routine earlier since the children wanted us to watch “King Kong” with them on TV (2005, with Naomi Watts). They loved the movie but they couldn’t watch it all. They were tired and we put them to sleep. My Ivy wanted to have 1 on 1 sex with my Prince. When they went to our bedroom, I wrote this diary.