The President’s Five Children

Everyone does this, and in turn it doesn’t show that Mordecai’s behavior is too careful.

At the dinner table, talking about the parent-child dress, Mrs. Robertson complained that she didn’t buy one for her as well.

“When we go to kindergarten later, people will look at the dress-up and think I’m not with you guys.”

“How could that be,” Anna stepped forward to reassure, “with three kids surrounding you and calling out for Grandma, who would be so stupid as to not know who you are.”

Mrs. Robertson imagined the scene, happy, and did not pursue the parent-child costume did not have his share.

When we had eaten, we all set out for the nursery together.

Mrs. Robertson chose three of the best kindergartens in Willisto, all private.

When she went to the first one, Amad fell in love.

“Mommy, can we pick this kindergarten, it has a big, big playground, I can run hard!” Amad said.

Anna was fine with it, “Of course you can if you like it, but we’ll have to ask our two older brothers what they think.”

“We’re fine with that too,” Enoch and Mordecai replied, “If our sister likes it, we like it.”

It took less than ten minutes from the time they arrived at the school for it to be finalized.

The kindergarten director was naturally overjoyed; the little princes and princesses of THE Robertson family all came to attend his school, and when word got out, it was a resounding advertisement.

He could almost foresee how high the enrollment rate would be afterwards!

“Mr. Robertson don’t worry, you leave the three children to me, I will definitely take good care of them for you, no matter whether it’s in life or study, I will strive to do my best.” The gardener said.

Cedron nodded, “Then I’ll take care of the gardener.”

“Come on kids, Uncle Gardener will show you around, okay?” The head gardener said enthusiastically.

Amad had wanted to go to the playground for a long time, and immediately nodded his head and crisply answered yes.

When the three little ones followed the head gardener away, Cedron and the others went to the enrollment office to fill out the information for admission.

The three of them filled out one each, and talked and laughed in the meantime.

The atmosphere was so nice that they didn’t see anyone quietly poking around outside the door.

The three little ones loved this kindergarten, and there was no adjustment period when they came into contact with the other children, so they easily became good friends.

Seeing this, Anna simply let them stay for their lessons and came back to pick them up at four in the afternoon.

She left with Mrs. Robertson.

Mrs. Robertson looked back frequently until she was completely out of sight, leaning back in her chair and lamenting, “Reminds me of Cedron when he was a kid, when I first sent him off to kindergarten with the same mentality.”

Knowing that it’s only right for your child to go to school, but actually sending him there, you feel empty inside.

“Kids have to grow up sometime, and besides, they grow up to be there for you, just like I did.” Cedron replied.

“That’s true,” Mrs. Robertson nodded, “but don’t you feel empty inside, unable to let go?”Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Cedron denied it, “No, on the contrary, I’m quite happy.”

Happy?

“Sending them all away gave me a chance to be alone with Anna, the kids aren’t all I have, Anna is.” Cedron replied.

That’s why he didn’t feel empty when the kids went to kindergarten.

It would be empty if Anna went out to run errands without him!

Mrs. Robertson was speechless.

She was old enough to eat her son and daughter-in-law’s dog food.

Or when she was sad.

“Anna,” Mrs. Robertson egged Anna on, “you go on your errands now, without him, and let him get a little bit of a taste of what I’m going through right now.”