"Mooom, can you tell us once again how daddy saved you on that hill??"
I chuckled while Victoria asked that question again. She and her 4 siblings: Ethan, Sander, Helga and Stefan wanted to hear it every night before their bed time.
"Okay honey, but after this you're going to sleep!"
So I began to tell the same story all over again, still feeling dizzy and wondering: how did I end up here? In Germany, for a week with citizenship and with 5 children.
Shortly after I found out the children were sleeping, I sneaked out of their room and went downstairs. He was playing World Of Warcraft, but as soon as he heard my footsteps, he turned off the computer.
"Are they sleeping?"
"Yep", I confirmed. I petted our two dogs, Parla and Pluto, who appeared in the meantime.
Philipp looked at me with that wildness I adored and smiled too wide.
"So maybe you want to climb the monster hill and jump once more?"
I laughed at his offer and whisper into his ear:
"I'm still afraid of skis, but I can climb another monster..."
And with that, we both rushed upstairs.
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Flying Love // Hille Raimund
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