Years ago ... when my nephews were children, I wrote our adventures and I'd love to join in with a small branch taken from my account
"Do not make me laugh"
"Do not make me laugh"
Federica (Kicca)
summers with them .... were fine and funny ....
"... When my grandchildren come to Lawrence and Kicca few days with us because they say they are tired of being with those" old man "by their parents (according to their grandmother, grandfather and great-grandmother are young!) in the evening, waiting for my husband and my mother, you are lying down, stretch the backs of the chairs of the great terrace, we put them next to each other, then I in the middle, my "torturers" while the sides and one o'clock I took the arm on one side and the other part, we cover it with a big blanket and listen to the noises of the night that they have a great fascination. It 'just a magical moment all over because we are fortunate to live in the hills between the olive trees, where everything is quiet and so we can detect even the smallest noise. Apart from the shackles of the grape, sometimes the owl, sometimes the fox that tries to imitate the dog, some cats and many perfumes especially the delicate but full of the "belle" and gardenias.
After a while, 'they start asking me questions about the stars, on the other worlds. They want to know what comes after the infinite and then begin to forge strong in my arms for all that they can not well understand scares them. There are still a bit 'in silence and finally decides that maybe it's better to go to bed. And here comes the fun part, because both want to sleep with me in Latvian. My husband, who already knows how to finish things (how do you say no to the grandchildren?) He took his pillow and now Russian quietly in another room.
At least when they are in bed asleep. No way. Begin to make plans for the next day and laugh, you make the most outlandish ideas come because they do not really lacks imagination.
laugh at the thought of going to beg to Venice (in Venice who knows why) and I can already imagine how I dress and them. Or how to get his grandfather to build a cart for bring the old folks to take the newspaper, because it is right that they are always aware of what is happening in the world ... and I seem to be! Guess who will test the cart? Of course, Brown's grandmother and who else but her. To my protests because the road to get to our house is very steep, so there is to imagine the descent ... .. they say that maybe I can put a scarf on his head so I do not spettinerò, as if this was the most important thing. It then sbellicano laughter recalling that day, while his grandfather was a summer nap, they've painted my toenails with red enamel. He did not notice anything, to tell the truth even and when I got up, he put on a pair of clogs and went to a coffee bar. While he was sitting quietly enjoying his cup, he passed a friend of his who told him he did not know that he who had always considered a serious person, to a certain age had to let you take some "vice". My husband is there, there did not understand why taking a cup of coffee was considered a "bad habit", but when he noticed that the nails of his feet were bright red fire, he ran home as green as a lizard, crying that she did not want to be considered different from what it actually is. At this sight, I was taken from a fit of laughter, so much so that I could not stop. And so, I was also accused of being in agreement with the two "sciaguratelli. Imagine if I could not agree with them and dump the seasoned captain like that ... Since then, however, when he goes to rest in the afternoon, locked the bedroom door, because you never know!
So in the end, but at the very end of a thousand new projects, laughter and enter the world of Morpheus. Them, but I? I do not, because that's where the race starts karate. It 's amazing that while sleeping, they know well hit the ribs, hips, neck! At dawn I decided
it is better to exit from the nightmare, run away and I slip into bed with my husband, who regularly comments: "You took the bike? Ride! "Kill him! But we also laugh over. Who knows, as a good "selfish", but I'll still ride. Moreover, the life should be lived with a little 'optimistic, since there is only one, because I do not believe in reincarnation, so it is better not bitter with negative thoughts, if you can ....."
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