Happy Children’s Day! They are growing so fast.)
When the neighbor’s Nastia was left with us for the first time, I didn’t know she was being raised by my grandmother. She looked like an ordinary girl.
Both of her parents were artists and with the only child did not shudder, friendly to give it to the grandmother. They rented their apartment, and they drove through the countries of Asia, where they walked on the beaches and painted strange Vedic landscapes with temples and jungles.
Entering then to us, Nastya quietly looked at me with her blue eyes and, shaking her head, changed my shoes, which stood in disorder, with socks to each other.
“Good people do so,” she explained patiently, like a little boy, to my astonished look, “so that the head doesn’t hurt.
My wife was about to go shopping that day, leaving me to sit with the girls until evening.
“Let them play first,” she instructed me in detail, “then bring them to the yard to walk for a clock, and then feed them. Tired of sleeping.
I confess, I was overwhelmed. Spending the whole day looking at two children at once meant just Egyptian work for me, but there was nowhere to go.
Our Dasha, who played with her presented the day before "babyborn", the guests were not very pleased. Mudded by the bitter experience of kindergarten clashes because of toys, she looked suspiciously to her side, staying vigilant. That the stranger would immediately claim to her new treasure did not cause her any doubts.
Natalia acted completely differently. Quietly sitting down and quietly watching the daughter for ten minutes, she unheardly approached her from behind:
“Blue, you are mine,” she gently wept, graciously wrapping her by her shoulders, “let me play... and you, here’s the cake,” she unfolded the bag brought with her.
The daughter, preparing to protect her property until the last drop of blood, from surprise and reluctantly allowed the guest to take the "babyborn" to her hands. Moreover, having not eaten any home cooking, she obediently chewed the cabbage cake, watching her babysitter cut her nails and put them to sleep.
"Babyborn" before sleep capricious and even cried, which Nastya reasonably noticed:
More crying, less sickness.
As soon as the doll, according to their general opinion, fell asleep, I put them a disc with TV flashes, which liked our guests.
“Pure angels,” she splashed out of hand washing, not forgetting to feed her daughter with another cake:
“Eat, eat, you are as pale as a spirochete.
Then, when the cakes and cakes were finished, we started to go for a walk. And gathering the children and did not have to, Nastya did well with this without me. After wearing ourselves and Dasha, she said "with God" and we went to the yard. There, she also easily took control of the entire playground, leaving me and the other parents no chance to take care of the children.
– Boy, ma-a-alchiki, what are you wearing like a haircut? The case came from the sandbox. What said? I will feed the sand! Don’t scream, girls, the police are coming! Come down from the tree, cowboy!
The girls were expected to gather near the new "babyborn", but Nastya resolutely dispersed all the daughter's yard friends.
“We’ve seen such,” she stated categorically to her, “girlfriends... just give them what... Grandmothers also have such ones, so far the banks don’t return...
At lunch, convincing her daughter that if she doesn’t eat, the grain will run after her, she somehow magically forced her to craft two full plates of unloved manka. What I used to convince to eat at least a spoonful was also quite surprised.
In general, when we returned to the evening, the wife found us in complete harmony. I was not tired of the children, I was engaged in some of my own business, and the girls were friendly with the old socks on the lamp I had taken.
When the wife brought Nastia home, the daughter even allowed her to take a nighting "babyborn" with her, and she left pleased:
“Thank you, dear people, my grandmother and I honor him, we summarize,” she bowed down, looked at us at the door and reiterated with feeling:
What good people!