A volte ci penso ... a vent'anni, se mi avessero detto che avrei avuto 3 figli, avrei pensato ad un attacco di follia del mio interlocutore ... ora, dopo quasi vent'anni, mi guardo intorno e vedo loro, i miei gioielli, o le tracce della loro presenza !
I momenti in cui riesci a dedicarti ad uno solo di them - cutting the time during training or tasks or outputs to the home of friends of the other two - they give you unique moments, real moments of happiness ...
One of them gave me Alberto, a few days ago, while Stephanie was in basketball and Richard closed his room ... We leafed through a book together on dental care, we have proposed the toys, read a short story and also made a dictation of words ... already, Alby is the first primary and is facing a prancing colt: he likes novelty, mathematics, and especially the range ... likes very much the sit, quiet and still and concentrate for long ... likes very little to the dictates of words and writing in beautiful handwriting ... has a good relationship with math and reading, much less with good writing ... then when I got a ticket I softened even more ...
He left the book on dental care, took a piece of paper and an envelope and threw himself on the carpet of the room ... reappeared after a while and has stealthily slipped the envelope under my plate ... The envelope is studded with little hearts and appears, on display the message "Mommy A Leter FOR YOU FROM ALBERTO" ... inside, written with a yellow marker difficult to read, I found this poem:
MAMMA TI VOLIO WELL C (h) Vore LOVE YOU AND THAT TU SEI UNA REGINA
CHE DOVESI COMANDARE TUTO IL M(o)NDO
CHE TUTI SI DEVONO INCHINALE ...
Bhè me lo sono mangiato di baci, strapazzato di coccole, riempito di moine ... poi gli ho fatto prendere il quaderno degli esercizi di casa e abbiamo ripassato un pò la GL, il suono duro della H e le doppie ...
