Roditeljske muke. 🤔 Parental pains.

Jao bre kakvi su ti nokti!

Zavali se ovde i daj prvo desnu nogu. Stavi je na stolicu…

Uh, ajde. Al’ pazi.
Paziću.

Wow, how are your nails!

Lie back here and put your right leg first. Put her on the chair...

Uh, come on. But be careful.

I'll be careful.

Haha..hahah
Šta je?!
Imaš k’o tata stopala. Prsti k’o krofnice, noktići na kockice…😆
Neećuu tako. Nervira me to.
Pa slatkoo skroz. Krofnice. Kao Hobit, još dlake fale…😁
Mama!
Doobro, zezam se malo, nije k’o Hobit.
Ali baš si sva na tatu, ništa nemaš na mene. 😒
Da, i ove okrugle obraze. Hoću uske ko tvoje! K’o beba sam!
‘Ajde ne paniči. Još si mala, izdužiće se.
Neće!
‘Oće.
Slušaj, ima jedna priča…
Koja?
Jedan mudrac je meditirao ispod drveta. Videla ga je vrana i pomislila je kako bi joj on mogao pomoći.
Šta joj je bilo?
Bila je nezadovoljna svojim izgledom. Kukala je kako je crna i užasno krešti i svi je teraju kad je vide.
Odlučila je da joj zamoli mudraca da joj pomogne.
I?
Rekla mu je šta misli o sebi i da želi da je pretvori u labuda.
I?
Mudrac joj je rekao da će joj pomoći ali da prvo ode kod labuda i da ga pita da li je srećan zbog izgleda.
I?
Vrana je otišla kod labuda. Vrana mu se obratila rečima hvale, kako je lep beo kao sneg…i pitala da li je srećan?
Labud je tužnim glasom rekao da nije. On je samo beo a to nije nikakva boja. Dosadan je i nije interesantan ali rekao je vrani da ide kod Plave ptice…ona ima divnu boju, da pita nju.
I?
Otišla je kod Plave ptice. Nahvalila je vrana...- i? Da li si srećna?
Tužnim glasom, Plava ptica je rekla da nije jer ima samo jednu boju..

Ali papagaj je sigurno srećan, on je šaren, pitaj njega.

Tako je vrana otišla kod papagaja.

Hej, papagaju, tako si divan i šaren, sigurno si najsrećniji na svetu?
Nisam. Šaren sam i lep pa me ljudi zato drže u kavezu…
Da li kapiraš sada poentu priče?
Baš me briga za vranu!

Neću ovakve obraze!

Nekada možete da pričate koliko hoćete detetu i budete najmudriji ali neke stvari ipak moraju da prodju sami…

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Haha..hahaha

What's up?!

You have feet like dad's. Fingers like doughnuts, diced nails...😆

I won't do that. It annoys me.

So sweet all the way. Donuts. Like the Hobbit, there are still hairs missing...😁

Mom!

Okay, I'm kidding, it's not like The Hobbit.
But you're all about dad, you have nothing on me. 😒

Yes, and these round cheeks. I want as tight as yours! I'm like a baby!

Come on, don't panic. You're still small, it will get longer.

He won't!

Father.

Listen, there is a story...

Which?

A sage was meditating under a tree. A crow saw him and thought that he could help her.

What happened to her?

She was dissatisfied with her appearance. She cried that she was black and screamed terribly and everyone chased her away when they saw her.
She decided to ask a sage to help her.

And?

She told him what she thought of herself and that she wanted him to turn her into a swan.

And?

The sage told her that he would help her, but that she should first go to the swan and ask him if he was happy with his appearance.

And?

The crow went to the swan. The crow addressed him with words of praise, how beautiful he is, white as snow... and asked if he was happy?
The swan said in a sad voice that it was not. He is only white, and that is not any color. He is boring and not interesting, but he told the crow to go to the Blue Bird...she has a wonderful color, to ask her.

And?

She went to the Blue Bird. The crow boasted...- and? Are you happy?
In a sad voice, the Blue Bird said that it is not because it has only one color..

But the parrot is certainly happy, he is colorful, ask him.

So the crow went to the parrot.

Hey, parrot, you are so adorable and colorful, surely you are the happiest in the world?

I am not. I'm colorful and beautiful, so people keep me in a cage...

Do you understand the point of the story now?

I don't care about the crow!