I'm not saying your bad parents. You're probably great parents, adequate at the very least. Of course I have heard some seriously intense "conversations" coming from upstairs, but maybe that's just the tone of the language that you speak. I don't know what language it is that you're speaking and maybe it's just gruff. Perhaps you are saying "I love you" or "butterflies".
So, children scream. I get that. I have two. Screamers both. Which I guess is the problem that I have with you. Not that it's your fault. Nope. Not at all. I have a problem. It is not your fault. You see, in the off chance that neither of my children are screaming, really the last thing I want to hear is your child. Screaming.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that we'll be moving on soon. A plethora of reasons, really. Not the least of which is children screaming at 2 am. Every night. But in parting let me just say: Cherish these moments. They grow up so fast.
Mom of the screaming children below.
PS I'm sorry too.
|Do not be fooled by my happy calm appearance. Like so many things it is not|
what is outside, but what is inside that counts.