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From Monday to Saturday


Evaloves4

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This diary continues on the one from Monday and it is very long because it speaks about important events for me that happened from Monday afternoon until Saturday (today). Our lives are full of surprises every day. lol. You will find what tragic event happened to my Prince, who is his true mom, who are his new “official” sluts, who is Ivy’s Mistress and hers and mine Master and some other things. I couldn’t resist not to change his avatar again (P.S. – he wasn’t angry at me after he heard my explanation) – since he called Ivy and me “Witches” out of love for us (a compliment), we told him that in that case he is our “Witcher” and that he has to change his avatar. He let us change his avatar, but not the name too. We’ll we can’t have it all. Lol.

 

 


After posting the last diary I said to my Ivy that I have to congratulate her and reward her for her promotion. She was thrilled when I took her into the bedroom and we played Mistress/slave game. As I said earlier; she likes to be submissive in sex and be told what to do and forbidden to do the things she wants and likes. When my Prince came to the bedroom he watched us and was extremely horny seeing me fucking my Ivy in the ass with both toys and calling her dirty horny slut. He wanted to join us but I didn’t let him. Ivy begged me to let my Prince to fuck her, but I didn’t permit it. It only turned her more on. When he took his cock out wanting to masturbate I forbid him. When I stack my fingers into her pussy and gave them to my Prince to lick saying. “doesn’t she taste good?!” he begged me to let him lick her. I forbid him. They were both “miserable” and hornier. My Ivy had three orgasms. As the reward for being a good slave, I let her deep throat my Prince. But they both weren’t allowed to touch each other. He fucked her throat very deep and he came into it with loud moaning. My Ivy came too. This was the first time she came while sucking his cock and swallowing his cum. I forbid her to swallow his cum but nothing could be done because he came deep down her throat. There wasn’t a single drop for me of his hot cum for me. I needed to punish them for that. I know how much they like me cumming to their mouth, especially my Prince. I commanded him to eat me while Ivy licked my ass. When I was about to cum I quickly moved and stood above the flower pot we have in the bedroom and I came all over the flower. They whined begging me to save something for them, but I didn’t want to saying that they just being punished. When we stopped playing our game, they both kissed me and thanked me for being wonderful Mistress. I’m sure I already said this once or twice, but will say it once more; we like to play Mistress/slave game occasionally. But it is “soft version”. There are no physical punishments at all. Our punishment contains only forbidding doing the things we like is sex and delaying/forbidding orgasms. We are totally against physical pain. Causing pain and feeling pain doesn’t turn us on. Ivy always loves to be submissive and my Prince like it most of the time. I can play both roles although I like more when my Prince is our Master and Ivy and me are his sluts. After this sex, I decided to make it more “official”.

 

Nick called my Prince very late Monday evening. He said that he talked to Adriana who talked to their parents and they were against us kissing during the supper. My Prince told him that in that case we won’t come to the supper and he should look for another best man. Nick didn’t want to have anyone else and he said that they will have the engagement supper without his best man which is kind of shame because it breaks tradition. He also said that he argued with Adriana about us who took her parent’s side. So, my Prince told him that if he wants him as his best man on the wedding, he will come to the register office and sign their wedding certificate but will not be present at the wedding supper unless Adriana and her parents change their minds about us. So since Nick doesn’t want anyone else for his best man, they will either change their attitude or they will have “untraditional” wedding, without the groom’s best man.

 

Going on the work in Tuesday morning my Prince had accident. He wore one of the new pair of sandals that Ivy and I bought him for Easter. It was rainy morning but it didn’t rain heavily. He carried his guitar in one hand and he hold my hand with another hand. The sandals slipped on the wet surface and in one moment he slipped and fell on the ground very hard pulling me down. I fell on him while his guitar in guitar case flew in the air and bouncing from the top of the parked car, it fell on the road. He hurt his lower back, spine at the neck and back muscles very badly and his guitar was run over by the truck. We helped him to get up and he could hardly move moaning in pain and trying to catch the breath. Ivy ran to pick his guitar but it was completely destroyed. He was very sad because it was his dad’s guitar. We helped him walk home and Ivy wanted to drive him to the hospital on X-ray, but he refused. Damn stubborn jackass! He made Ivy and me very angry for refusing to go to the hospital saying that he’s fine and that going to the hospital is waste of the time. Anyhow, I called my boss telling him that we will be late for the work and I explained the situation. He said that I can stay with him to nurture him. I said that I will come to work and will call my mom who will take care for him. He was also concerned about my Prince and he tried to talk him into going to the hospital for checking how seriously he is injured, but my Prince refused again saying that he’ll be fine. I called my mom and asked her if she can come and take care for him. I couldn’t even finish my sentence when trying to explain what happened; I heard her shouting:
“LIVIO!!! Take me to the children right now! Our son is injured!!!”

 

We came home and when we undressed him, he laid on the bed in the bedroom. Ivy and I kissed him and we both slapped his face (symbolically) showing to him that we are angry at him for not going to the hospital. He smiled calling us crazy witches. Then we went to work. My mom has the key from our house so we weren’t worried how she will enter. During the small break we called her to see how is he doing and we came home during our long break. He was sleeping.

 

When my parents arrived they also tried to take him to the hospital but he didn’t want to go. He still has issues about doctors and hospitals. My mom called Zdenka who has many connections in few hospitals and she came some time later with the traumatology doctor who checked my Prince and said that he didn’t broke anything but he hurt his lower back, neck spine and the back muscles. Just as my Prince said that he feels sharp pains in those areas. He gave him pain killer injection and prescribed some pills and crème. He said that he will recover in few days but he must lay still. My mom told my dad to bring certain things for her and some clothes saying that she will stay with us until he recovers. She was very happy that she might nurture him. When she spotted the tattoo on his left chest she immediately figured out our initials and she kissed his tattoo. When we came home we also showed her ours. She liked it very much. Not only her but all who saw them. “Damn bastard” as my Ivy calls him out of love for him had a royal treatment. I’ve mentioned several times in my diaries that my mom and Prince has special relationship (not the sexual or erotic if you thought of that). They are soul mates and she adores him. I wouldn’t say she loves him more than me, but she loves him on some special way. She did everything for him even when we were at home. She didn’t let us do anything for him and I mean, anything.

 

When she wiped his body with wet tissues, she even washed his genitals. When my Prince told her that he is very ashamed when she is doing it and that me or Ivy will do it, she smiled and said: “No need to be ashamed. You’re my son and you don’t have anything I haven’t seen before.” You probably ask yourself: “Did he had erection when she was washing his genitals?” Of course he did. Most men have it when being touched by women on genitals and my Prince is not exception. On contrary, he had very strong erection. When my mom complimented the size of his “tool” my Prince couldn’t look at her eyes. He was very ashamed because he respects my mom. My Ivy and I died laughing when he told us. Just thinking what Marko would comment if he would know about it makes us laugh very hard.
She didn’t let him move at all. When he needed to do both, to poop or to pee, she placed the medical duck under him. She helped him pee aiming his penis into the medical duck, cleaned and washed his cock and ass afterwards. When he told her that he is extremely embarrassed, she said: „My son, imagine that you are in the hospital and that you need to do it. Wouldn’t you be more ashamed if some unknown nurse does it for you instead of me, your mom?” He admitted that she was right.

 

She constantly cuddled his head or kissed him in the forehead sighing: “My dear son…how do you feel? Do you need something?” Seeing her treating him like a little boy and not letting Ivy and me doing anything for him, it bothered us and I complained to her.
Me: Mom, I wish you will stop it! This is not right!
Mom: I don’t know what you mean, dear.
Me: Moom, I know you love Prince very much, but don’t you think you went too far?! He is Ivy’s and my husband. Mom, we called you to help us, not to exclude us from nurturing him. It’s our job to help him pee and poop and to clean him afterwards when we are home, not yours! And…. And you treating him like he is 10, not 23 years old.
She sadly smiled at me and said: ”Darling, I’m just nurturing my son, your husband. All I want is to help you and Ivy that you can do whatever you want and need to do not worrying about him. I don’t see anything wrong in showing him motherly love. He needs it. You are with him every day, but I see him occasionally. You don’t know how is to feel loving your child and not being able to see him when want it. Please, don’t take it away from me. I’m here only for few days and I will go home, but you will always have him.”
I didn’t know what to say on that. She disarmed me. Yes, that’s my mom; an angel who is crazy about him. I kissed her and said:
- Sorry, mom. He’s all yours.

 

Not letting us to do anything for my Prince, my mom at least let us kiss him and be near him when he was awoken. But she constantly reminded us that having sex with him is out of question. When we closed the bedroom door wanting to fuck him, she opened it saying: “No, girls, you won’t!” She slept in the living room to be closer to him and be in his service when he needs. But my Prince had a need for “dose” too. Since we weren’t allowed to fuck him, we gave him the blowjob previously asking my mom to let us close the bedroom door until we finish because she was constantly near him when he was awoken and we can’t suck him if she’s around. Well, she let us give him blowjob. But she told us to be quick because he needs to rest. Damn it, mom, I love you but you are worst then inquisition.
Ivy and I fucked when we had a need for our “dose” in Prince’s office or in our bathroom when we were home. It was good, as always, we love to fuck with each other, but we needed our Prince and his tongue and his big hot cock. Damn, we couldn’t wait until he recovers. Beside nurturing him, she cooked for us, did laundry, ironing, cleaned the house and all she saw that needs to be done. We also had good conversations late night or in the morning. She is full of the life wisdom.

 

Why did I write all of this? Do I glorifying and praising my mom? Certainly, because she deserves it and I wanted to show you how much she loves my Prince. In her heart and mind, he is her son first, and then mine and Ivy’s husband. Prince told us himself that his mom didn’t and wouldn’t care for him not even half as much my mom. She never did, nor for him, nor for his dad. He also said that they had a great time talking a lot and he learned many good things about marriage and life.

 

I don’t recall when our house was full of people as it was these days. We had guests every day: guitar students from both classes, his team members, some of his friends we didn’t know well or we never met, Fran, various workers from our Hotel, Marko and Zdenka, my dad and uncle, Antonio and the guys (who came to our house the first time since we live together) … and others. Those who didn’t come in visit, they called him. One day, (I think it was Wednesday) my boss came with me and Ivy during the big break and he brought him a big basket of fruits. He asked me about him every day in the office. His wife came the day earlier (when he told her what happened) and she brought him various things and offered her help too. She called him every day. All of that just showed us how much my Prince is loved and respected. Before we met him, Ivy had only me and Antonio who visited her whenever she was sick or injured, and I had her and my mom and Fran later. No one else. My prince had 10 times more friends in short time since we started dated, then we ever had in whole life. And that says a lot about him.

 

The best time with lot of laughter we had when Marko and Zdenka came in visit. They came every day for one hour. Two times my dad and uncle came with them. When they came first time my mom gave them “official warning” to behave or she’ll discipline them. But Marko wouldn’t be Marko if he didn’t tease all of us, but mostly my Prince and Zdenka. Same as my dad. We laughed very hard when my mom chased them around trying to hit them with the ladle when they said some dirty jokes. When Marko said that my Prince hurt his back because of having too much sex with female guests in the Hotel on bad and hard beds, she chased him screaming that she will cut off his dirty tongue. He hid in our bedroom until she calms down. My Prince died laughing and when he laughed he moaned in pain. Whenever it happened my mom was furious at Marko and my dad. She managed to hit them sometimes and we laughed on their comments. Zdenka also offered to stay and help my mom, but she didn’t let her saying that she can do it all alone. Marko commented that it is better that way and that he can sleep safer knowing that Zdenka and my Prince won’t have sex. We laughed very hard and my mom slapped him hard. Marko wasn’t offended because our parents are very good friends and he knew that provoking my mom brings consequences.

 

Ivy did a good job as his substitute. She held briefings and trainings with his team and she worked with the students of his guitar school preparing them for the final exam. She also practiced a lot by herself preparing for the final exam and she asked my Prince for opinion about her playing or singing. He was very satisfied with her. My boss and I were little bit busier than usual and I was present on all of his meeting still learning my job as the future Hotel manager. Two times I stayed little bit over time and had to bring my work home. Boss and I are very good team. He respects me and he accepted some of my suggestions few times and he complimented my ideas, suggestions and observations on the meetings.

 

As the day passed my Prince felt better and better every day. He stood up out of the bed in Friday afternoon, but he completely stopped laying in the bed in Saturday. He could walk, but slowly and carefully. He still must avoid bending and lifting heavy things. Although he appreciated my mom’s “bathing” he was happy when he could use the shower by himself. My mom didn’t let Ivy and me to join him under the shower because she knew we would fuck him. After the breakfast in Saturday morning, Prince wanted to practice and he took Ivy’s guitar. Ivy and I talked and we decided to buy a guitar for him. When she told him that, he said:
- Thank you, luvs, but you can’t buy guitar for me. I have to play it, hear its sound, “feel” it in my hands before I chose one.
We told him that we will drive him to the guitar shop. My mom opposed saying that it’s too risky but when my Prince hugged her and kissed her on the cheek saying that he’s OK, she let us go. We drove slowly through the town so he wouldn’t shake and twitch in the car.

 

When we arrived in the shop he told us to go anywhere we want until he chose the right one. Since we already had 600 Euro (the reward we got from our boss) we told him to not to look for the price but to choose the one he thinks it’s the best for him. If he needs more money, we will pay it with our credit cards. We kissed him and Ivy and I went to the shopping. My Prince stayed in the guitar shop some two hours. He didn’t want to rush. Choosing the instrument that will satisfy him wasn’t easy job. That’s what we learned about him. He wouldn’t be satisfied until it fulfills all his expectations. While he was picking guitar, Ivy and I had a great time in stores. We were holding hands and kissed all the time. Passing by the leather store I saw wonderful riveted black collar in the window. I asked my Ivy to wait outside and I bought two collars. When we had cappuccino in one café, she was in the mood to tease waiters. I asked her not to do it because we don’t want the incident and not now when our Prince is injured and might need us any minute. So we smooched and cuddled. I took the collar out of my purse wrapped in the gift paper and said:
- This is for you my love.
She opened it and was thrilled when she saw it.
Ivy: Wooow, Princess, that’s very kinky and veeeeery nice of you. (excitingly) - Put it on around my neck, now.
I smiled and said: When I put this collar around your neck you will always be my sex toy and Prince’s slut.
She deep kissed me happily and said:
- Of course I will. I’m happy to have the Mistress and the Master. I will do anything you tell me at any place and any time.
I put the collar around her neck and she grabbed me for my jaw and deep kissed me very loudly. She took my hand and placed it between her legs, right on her pussy to show me how horny and wet she was. People looked at us strangely and my Ivy couldn’t resist not to say proudly:
- What are you looking at? We are married. She’s my wife.
No one commented this. Or they did but we didn’t hear them. We left to the toilet and we fucked and licked each other until we came hoping that my Prince wouldn’t need us now.

 

When our Prince called us, we returned to the guitar shop. Oh, yes, I forgot to tell that my mom called us several times being worried for my Prince saying that he doesn’t answer her phone calls. I told her that he is testing guitars and that he doesn’t like to be disturbed when he’s doing it and that he’s fine. She said that we took too much time for shopping and she’s afraid that it is too much for him being absent from home since he’s is not fully recovered yet. She hurried us to return home.

 

When we came to the guitar shop he immediately noticed the collar around Ivy’s neck.
Prince: Woow, honey, what’s that?
Ivy hugged him and kissed him passionately and then she said:
- It’s Princess’s gift to me. From now on I’m not just your wife but her sex toy and your slut. You can fuck me and do to me whatever, wherever and whenever you want. You always could, but being your “official” slut and Princess’s sex toy make difference. You know how much I love to have her as my Mistress and you as my Master.
My Prince smiled and said: You kinky crazy witches! I love you!
He kissed me and thanked me for buying it. I took the other one too and asked him to put it around my neck. When he did it I said to him:
- Whenever we will wear these collars, which will be most of the time, you are our Master and we are your sluts. We will do all as Ivy said with pleasure.
He had erection. We wanted to fuck him right in the guitar shop, but my mom called me again and she was very nervous. She said that we have to come home right away whether we bought guitar or not. So, we had no time for sex. We took our collars off and put them in our purses. Of course we didn’t want to return home before we buy the guitar for him. He showed us two models. The cheaper one (400 Euro) and expensive one (800 Euro). When we told him again that the price isn’t the issue he said that he feels guilty if he buys the expensive one. Ivy hugged him and bit for his lower lip saying:
- Honey, you are musician. You must have quality guitar. If you want this one, take it.
Sooo, we bought him electric-acoustic Stratocaster Fender guitar, the guitar case, two sets of strings and digital guitar tuner; all Fender. The total sum was 1000 Euro. We gave 600 Euro in cash and the rest of it the salesman charged Ivy’s credit card because she had more money than me. When we both it we kissed him and said:
- This is our gift for you, luv. Before we go home, there is one more thing we have to buy to you.
My Prince was melted and he hugged us firmly and kissed us saying how much he loves us.

 

Leaving the guitar shop, we went to the shoes shop. We bought him a pair of sandals that doesn’t slip on wet surfaces. Then we returned home. I was driving while Ivy and Prince smooched on the back seat. She was very horny and she told him that she can’t wait to fuck with him. I laughed hard when she was telling him what she will do to him making various erotic and sex sound and moans.

 

Just as we entered into the home my mom looked sharply at me and Ivy:
- What took you so long?! Did you forget that he is not fully recovered?! Don’t ever do this again!
She overreacted because she was afraid that he might get hurt if moving too much.
Then she “checked” my Prince:
- Are you all right, my son? How do you feel? Does your back hurt? Why didn’t you answer my calls? I was dead worried about you.
He hugged her and kissed on both cheeks smilingly saying:
- I’m all right mom. Thank you. I’m sorry for not answering your calls. I turned off the sound on my smart phone. I needed peace while testing guitars because my phone constantly rang. Forgive me.
She cuddled her face and said: It’s all right my son. As far you are fine. Are you hungry? Do you want me to prepare something for you?
Prince: I’m fine. Thank you.
She hugged him firmly and yet gently. She told him to go into the bedroom. She helped him to dress off and lay on the bed (although he didn’t need a help at all). After that he slept. He was very tired. The shopping exhausted him. Ivy and I looked at each other couldn’t believe our eyes. We already learned that she is too caring for him, but this was too much. I wanted to talk to her again. We sat in the living room with her and talked. I had to tell her that she’s exaggerating with her care for Prince.
- Mom, we appreciate what you’ve doing for our Prince but you are dramatizing. His is not injured any more! He’s fine and he recovered. You must stop now. You’re overreacting and you are not helping none of us. We know you love him as your son, but he’s not your son. He’s Ivy’s and mine husband!!!
She looked at me with her eyes filled with tears and she said to me:
- How can you say such a thing? Don’t you see that he has no one but me?! He has no mother and father like you and Ivy …… He…. he’s all alone. He is still a child and the orphan. Yes, he recovered but he still needs mother’s love and I can give it to him because I love him as my own son! Your father and me are his true parents now….. no one else, but us. I hope you will understand this one day when you will be the mother.
Yes, my Prince is her son first, and then our husband when she’s around him.

 

She cried heavily while she talked and I felt guilt for saying that to her. I didn’t forget what she told me earlier when I complained the first time, but I thought she had to stop now. I sat next to her and I hugged her saying that I’m sorry. She was right. Marko and Zdenka, my boss and his wife loves him, but none of them loves him as my mom. I sincerely doubt, although I might be wrong, that any of them will wash my Prince’s genitals and clean his ass after pooping. But she did it with love. All she wanted is to love him as mother loves her child. I didn’t see it that way. To me, she behaved too possessive and too protective, but to her, she was just loving him. I’m not a parent and I don’t know how is to feel loving own child. I probably looked at parenthood as “service” that stops when the child has no more need. I just realized that I was wrong and that I need to learn a lot about parenthood. And there is no better example and teacher then my mom. I regretted my words. Ivy also hugged her and said that she’s right and she thanked her for taking care for our Prince.

 

My Prince didn’t sleep long. Little bit more than one hour. He just needed to regain his strength. When he woke up he called us. We kissed him and asked him if he is in the need for “dose”; if he wants the blowjob. He said that he would love to fuck us. Ivy and I “YAY’d”. We rushed to the bathroom, took the shower and returned to the bedroom. My mom knew what we gonna do and she let us to close the bedroom door. Ivy and I dressed on our stocking, high hill shoes and we put our collars on our neck. He got instant erection and his cock was big and hard. Then we kneeled before him and putting our hands on our back we said:
- Master, your sluts are ready and willing to obey your every command.
Just a thinking about obeying his commands and do whatever he wants us made us very horny and wet.
Prince: All right, *dirty bitches …. (* We love when he’s calling us names like whores, bitches and sluts. It makes us horny only when we play our little game. He would never call us that in any other situation or circumstance.)
Buying the collars and proclaiming my Prince as our Master was excellent move. We all were hornier than ever before. Ivy and hardly could wait to obey his new command. His every new command contained some restriction that we both loved. Being forbidden to do those things just made us hornier. He had very kinky commands and we enjoyed doing it. The worst punished for me was when he fucked my Ivy in the ass and he forbid me to eat his cum. I had to wipe with the towel. Ivy and I whined like bitches begging him to let me lick it and to cum kiss with her but he didn’t let us. He also knew how much Ivy likes when he eats her pussy and ass and when she cums into his mouth. He drove her crazy just barely touching her pussy lips and clit with the top of his tongue and lips. She wanted him so badly that she literally cried begging him to lick her. When he stuck his tongue deep into her, he came immediately. She had to cover her mouth with the pillow to reduce the loudness of her scream and her body twitched hard and long. Being in the position wanting something very desperately but can’t have it just turned us on more. When he allowed us to suck his cock and eat his cum when cumming into our mouth we sucked him so hard and eagerly that he ouched few times in pain. We almost bit his cock off. I don’t remember how many orgasms Ivy and I had but it was several. I don’t know why we didn’t play it more often and Ivy and I regretted that we didn’t bought collars much earlier. Being his “official” sluts makes things different in sex. We all are hornier, kinkier, perverted and all we know we want more. Too bad that we couldn’t play our game long because my Prince was tired and under the influence of pills but we certainly fucked for an hour and some minutes. He had no strength for taking the shower so he stayed in the room to rest. Next time I will be their Mistress.

 

When we exit the bedroom and took the shower, we joined my mom in the living room. She just said:
- I’m sure you had good time children and I hope you were careful with him.…. Amm…. Where is he?
Ivy and I giggled and I said:
- He stayed in the bedroom. He is tired. He’ll come out soon. He’ll have the supper with us.
My mom just sighed deeply and nodded her head. Ivy stayed and talked to her while I wrote this diary. Can’t wait to go to bed again and feel his arms around my neck and his body next to mine.

 

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Seriously, if he is happy why his parrents can't accept it?

 

I don't want to live on this shithole world anymore...

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Seriously, if he is happy why his parrents can't accept it?

 

I don't want to live on this shithole world anymore...

 

Some people can't share other's happiness. It's the life. By the way, his father isn't alive and only his mother opposed our marriage, but she promised she'll change.

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Seriously, if he is happy why his parrents can't accept it?

 

I don't want to live on this shithole world anymore...

 

Some people can't share other's happiness. It's the life. By the way, his father isn't alive and only his mother opposed our marriage, but she promised she'll change.

 

 

Oh my bad though. ;/ Also don't get me wrong, but promising a change and doing it, is two diffrent things, i know it very well on my own expirience. Simply deeds not words.

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Oh my bad though. ;/ Also don't get me wrong, but promising a change and doing it, is two diffrent things, i know it very well on my own expirience. Simply deeds not words.

 

 

I believe she'll change. She just need more time than other people we know. Anyhow, you've right when said that deeds should follows promises. We'll see. :)

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Well, it's still incredible at what pace things are happening to you three. Still, it seems you « handed » well the situation. Let's hope Prince won't break his... erh.. guitar again with his « officials ». ;)

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Well, it's still incredible at what pace things are happening to you three. Still, it seems you « handed » well the situation. Let's hope Prince won't break his... erh.. guitar again with his « officials ». ;)

 

Hahahaha - It wasn't easy talking to my mom. I knew she loves him but, for Ivy and me, she exaggerated in her care for him. Anyhow, my mom is an angel and full of understanding so we didn't argue. BTW - my next diary speaks about our children "issue". We would love to hear your comment on this. :)

Thanks for you comment. :)

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Hahahaha - It wasn't easy talking to my mom. I knew she loves him but, for Ivy and me, she exaggerated in her care for him. Anyhow, my mom is an angel and full of understanding so we didn't argue. BTW - my next diary speaks about our children "issue". We would love to hear your comment on this. :)

Thanks for you comment. :)

No problem. Once I've read it though, this one was XL sized, it took a while for me to keep up. ;)

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