Sometimes Cimbora makes me so but so so angry ....
... when the telephone rings and he also jumps up and blocks my way and I miss the call...
... when he lies in the middle of the kitchen and I have to jump over him with hot pots and pans in my hand ...
... generally when he is under my feet (which he often is) and I cannot do anything without bumping into him or stepping on him or kicking into him or falling over him ...
He must be involved in everything, he must be there, he must be part of it, he must see and hear everything and he looks at us so eagerly... But I cannot be angry at him for long, just for seconds, when I can see in his face that he does not understand why Mommy is shouting all my anger is gone :))
Thursday, December 16, 2010
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