Easter
We are making incremental progress on the reduce-the-whining-zero-tolerance parenting, which is also a good thing.
My new company is launching it's website in two days, so I have been even more busy than usual with work, and not spending enough time with the both of you.
I came home one day last week to pick up a computer cable, and you were both asleep for your afternoon nap. I went into your room and kissed you both, and that made my day (but you didn't know about it.)
You, young Kilian, are off this week and three days from last week for Easter/Passover. You keep asking if you are going to school, and we, groundhog day style, let you know that, no, young man, there is no school. Your friend Jay is coming over for a playdate tomorrow, and you asked about Kosei, and would he be coming.
Kosei and his family moved back to Japan because his father works for a big investment bank, and they no longer needed him in New York.
We have had one video chat with him, but I don't think that you understand that he is so far away. You got a little sad when Mummy told you that he had moved away.
I don't really know what to do here.
You, little girl, in addition to talking and being potty-trained, have developed some bad habits of your own, especially around ownership of items, like say, Papa's watch, that are beyond your payscale. While your reaction would suggest that we had branded you with an iron, we are hoping that the drama dies down as we ignore it.
To be clear, I love you both.
On Wednesdays.
Posted by Pops.





