i just returned from putting jan to bed. we’ve had a petty fight this evening, with me losing my patience at having to repeat myself before he’d listen. after we’d both cooled down, we cuddled in each other’s arms and i delivered an earnest sermon, telling him that next time, he shouldn’t wait til we lose our patience before he follows what we’re telling him to do. at which point he burst sobbing and on a melodramatic performance worthy of a grammy, complete with shaking shoulders and trembling lips, said:

i know, it’s all my fault! it’s always my fault! you (two) are almost always just angry at me! i simply didn’t hear what you were saying. don’t you understand that i only have little ears, and i can’t hear everything?

ah, jan, at the rate you’re going, i’m sure you’d get yourself out of any trouble you’d get yourself into when you get older.

before he drifted to sleep, i said, “i love you jan, even if you sometimes make me angry.”

to which he retorted, “aber, das war nicht schlimm. kann man einfach abwischen. wie beim computer. fehler gelöst, problem gelöst!”

i hope so.

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