You pretend to be so self-contained. Give the impression of not caring about what people think. And yet you care desperately. Your mother’s approval means more to you than anything else.
You never let up an opportunity to fight with your brother. You want everything that he has, even the things you hate. And yet, when he gets a scolding, you get more upset than him. When he is in trouble, you fly to his rescue.
Your independence exasperates me, your affection overwhelms me. I know you expect a lot from me. Darling, I hope I never let you down.
5 comments:
Lovely! Happy birthday to your independent and loving son!
Beautiful! I just love your kids, Natasha :)
Wish him a happy birthday from the land of ice and cold ;)
@ Fiona - that describes him. Thanks
@ Mari - wish we could have had some of that cold last Sunday. And yes, I will.
Hope he had a wonderful birthday!
I love your dispassionate description of your child.
We did, Dipali. Impromptu dinner that went off well.
And strange though it may sound, with my younger one, it is hard not to be dispassionate.
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