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Dni, keď dávkujem sirup proti kašľu, utieram nosy a kvapkám očné kvapky, keď si vymýšľame piknik uprostred obývačky a táboríme na poschodí, prezeráme staré albumy a hráme sa na skrývačku, dni, keď pramálo spím a od únavy rezignovane púšťam rozprávku a potom ešte aspoň štyri ďalšie prečítam, keď sa jedno dieťa chce len nosiť na rukách a to druhé znova a znova počúvať o tom, ako psíček zjedol mydlo a robil bubliny a potom sa spolu s mačičkou sušili na slnku a zmokli a opäť sa sušili a zase zmokli a tak stále dokola...
Those days when I'm measuring out the cough syrup, cleaning out the little noses and trickling some eye drops in, days when we are doing a picnic in the middle of the living room and camping upstairs, looking through the old albums and playing hide-and-seek, those days with the lack of sleep, when I give up and put some cartoon movies in the player and then I read at least four more other fairy tales. Days when a baby wants to be carried all the time and the other kid wants to hear the same story about the dog who ate some soap and then he made lots of bubbles, then he and his cat friend dripped dry in the sun, then got wet, dripped dry again, got wet again and again and again...
