We decorated our house with Christmas ornaments last Sunday night before our children went to sleep. They were very excited about it, clapping their hands after finishing one object, and weren’t tired at all. They were very thrilled when their grandparents asked them to help decorate their houses too. We truly appreciate our parents for respecting my Prince’s wish not to buy a natural Christmas tree but to have an artificial one like we do because my Prince doesn’t like destroying evergreen forests for a few days of holidays. It is pointless to him.

The celebration of St. Nicholas Day went very well. There were 30 children of different ages but not older than 13 years old who ran around, laughed, screamed, danced, and made very loud noises. Twins were there too and they made a lot of new friends very quickly. Our hotel band played Christmas carols. The children danced and sang with them. When my Fran asked my Prince how he endures such unbearable children’s noise, he smilingly replied:

- I would rather hear the laughter and happy screams of 30 children than the bark of 1 dog.

Anyway, it was wonderful, the children were happy with everything and we were glad we accomplished the “mission”.

We simply cannot go through the week without incidents or accidents or both. One day my luvs were visiting our workers, their families, and accommodations. As they walked toward the house of one of them in the old part of the city, suddenly a big chunk of soaked rain facade almost fell on my Prince. My Ivy pulled him in the last moment before it fell on the ground and broke into dozens of pieces. My Prince was very grateful to my Ivy for saving his life and he embraced her and deep kissing her, he said he loves her.

Now about the incident: after the last visitation (they were very glad our workers and their families were satisfied with their accommodations) they sat on the terrace in the nearby café. While they were enjoying their juices a dog walker was passing by them. Then they stopped and the dog pooped very near them. My luvs thought the man will collect the poop into the plastic bag, but the man just walked away. My Prince jumped on his feet and stepped in front of the man demanding to collect the dog poop. When the man told him to fuck off, my Prince applied one of his restraining wrestling hugs and dragged him to the poop while my Ivy watched that so the dog wouldn’t bite him. Then my Prince dived the man’s face into the dog’s poop until the man said he will collect it. Since he didn’t carry a plastic bag, my Prince forced him to put it into his jacket pocket. When he did it and walked away, my luvs, returned to the Hotel.

Now, about the friendship that made me sad but it had a good ending. Malicija was bothered again listening to me talking about my Prince all the time. Instead of telling me that, she complained to other workers in the Hotel. When that rumor came to me, I invited her and asked her why she did it. She said she didn’t want to hurt me. I told her she should tell me what bugged her and that complaining about me to the other workers disappointed me. A true friend would never do that. She realized she made a mistake and she apologized to me. Then she said to all her friends she was wrong and that she was sorry. I forgave her and we restored our friendship. She told me she could not understand the deepness of my love for my Prince. When she learns about the true meaning of love, I am sure she will know what I am talking about.

Tomorrow is Sunday. We’ll stay home and spend time with our family.