Daisy doesn't let me stress all the time. She forced me to come with her to the park not far from the building where our penthouse was. There we sat back on the long chair and relaxed while enjoying the fresh air and the view of the occupants of the building relaxing too. Occasionally I smile faintly when I see a toddler who can't run strong enough so that he often falls while chasing his friends, but that doesn't make him afraid to get up again.
"I imagine when our babies are born they can always walk, they will be like those kids," said Daisy, pointing at those who were playing.
"Of course," I said.
Daisy glanced at me, then rested her head on my shoulder. "Will you promise me?"
"Of course."
"Promise never to throw a tantrum in front of our kids," Daisy said, while I kept my eyes on the front. "I don't want our kids to be mentally disturbed because their father has difficulty controlling his emotions," she continued.