tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5202630.post116104506057875278..comments2023-06-23T16:13:12.577+03:00Comments on Neeka's Backlog: Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5202630.post-1161111443321118092006-10-17T22:57:00.000+04:002006-10-17T22:57:00.000+04:00When I was a little boy, I remember that I was ver...When I was a little boy, I remember that I was very sensitive to other people's smells and odours...and that's weird but that is what determined my attitude toward people. When my Mom dropped me sometimes at her parents' place, I didn't like smell of sauerkraut, Grandpa's tobacco and "guess whatever else" there...I was crying there non-stop. Grandpa and Grandma were ignoring me crying completely. It made me crying even more...<BR/><BR/>Now I can say that I miss those smells, I miss my Grandpa who passed away a few years ago. Every time visiting Grandma I smell the same sauerkraut, the same other odours, and they bring me back to those times when "trees were big" and "prices were small" ;).... and when life seemed to be long, easy, and full of joy only<BR/><BR/>Welcome back to Kyiv ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5202630.post-1161102152186193662006-10-17T20:22:00.000+04:002006-10-17T20:22:00.000+04:00Wow, you have an Apple store in Kyiv now? That's b...Wow, you have an Apple store in Kyiv now? That's beautiful. As for the dedushka, she'll get used to him, as she'll get used to everything else. It just takes time. There are periods where the little ones are more scared of new faces. The more she sees you hugging him, the faster she may decide that he's okay...Good luck!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com