-Dad, Arthur and I are getting married.
-Yeah, Arthur it is. And where will you live?
-With us…
-It’s fine. He doesn’t have his own place, then.
-Well, we have plenty of room.
-Yes, we have three rooms, and you’re giving one of them to Arthur. Does he have a car?
-A car? No car.
-Really? No car either. No apartment, no car. And why do you need him so much – without an apartment and without a car? What will he drive you around in? You like to drive a car. Maybe you’ll change your mind about marrying this Arthur?
-I won’t, Arthur’s a good guy.
-All your men are good. What’s good about him?
-He swings me on a swing.
-Listen, Julia, our daughter’s fiancé is Arthur, and he’s swinging our daughter on a swing. They are going to live with us. I haven’t had time to ask about her parents yet, most likely she doesn’t know who her father and mother are.
Julia came out of the kitchen, untying her apron.
-How? Arthur now? Last week it was Max. You change fiancés so fast.
-I had a fight with Max, he wouldn’t let me swing on the swing set.
-I see, so you quarreled because of the swing, – Dad looked quite serious when he was talking to his daughter, who has already moved to the senior group of kindergarten.
Yulia’s mother looked at her daughter with understanding:
-That’s right, daughter, why do you need such a groom, miser. It’s better Arthur …
The daughter felt the support, clapped her hands:
-Hooray! Arthur will live with us!
-First, let’s ask his parents, – suggested the father.
The daughter thought.
– Well, bride, it’s late, let’s go to bed, tomorrow we go to kindergarten,” called her mother.
– Ooooh, I don’t want to.
-But you must, otherwise you will be sleepy tomorrow and Arthur will not like you.
The daughter obediently goes to the nursery. The parents looked at each other.
-It’s good, – Yulia smiles, -while she is small, she has such trifling worries: think about it, a new groom every week. And no problems. It’s a good time!
Father laughs:
-We have to meet Arthur tomorrow, after all, he swings his daughter on a swing.
They looked into the children’s room: the child was already in bed and was waiting for dad and mom to kiss her good night.
Golden time, which at this age you do not even feel…
