Прихожу сегодня в сад за Костей, в пол-пятого, и это после того как он мне сказал, что бы приходила попозже, а я приходила на прошлой неделе к четырём... так вот прихожу в пол-пятого, а мой ребёнок, насупив брови говорит: "Зачем так рано пришла, мы ещё не погуляли
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А как же Я? )))))))))
Но на это могу процитировать только вот это:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
Kahlil Gibran
ОТОНОЧЁ... и ОТОНОКАК...
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