When travelling we allow the girls their favourite stuffed animal and one other. A now has two Paddington Bears so when it came time to pack for our last holiday she had a fit when I told her she could only take one of them and something else. This photo of both in her bunk bed in Copenhagen shows who won that argument.
Month: June 2019
Newish Challenges To Moving to a New Phone
It used to be all I had to do to set up a new phone was say restore from backup. I have many services tied to two factor authentication. I use several apps on my phone for that.
Nowadays that means before I can switch phones I have to remember to install the 2FA applications and configure them prior to wiping out the old phone. The challenge is that most of these apps do not restore when you restore from backup. That’s actually a good thing for security reasons however it is a gotcha I need to remember to pay attention to.
I was reminded of this when I got my iPhone XS Max for a few days last year before I decided to return it and keep my iPhone X.
Now I hope that I remember this critical step when I do eventually replace my iPhone.
W Sisters Short’s Our Breakfast Ritual
After a few false starts I am living my fatherhood dream. The girls and I have a Saturday morning routine to go out for breakfast. The girls now have a drama class salary mornings. When it is my morning to wake up with them I take them to a local breakfast place that M found. It has been pretty good.
The girls are gone into the routine themselves. They know exactly what they want each time we go. It also caution me that I need to remember the order the right kind of. In their speak that means I need to tell the man that they want scrambled eggs instead of sunny side up.
The girls have settled into having scrambled eggs, sausages, and pancakes. They can be so similar at times and so different at the same time. They both love the same meal. Yet A eats her pancakes first then the eggs and sausage. She wants yummy pancakes straight away.
T on the other hand eats all of her eggs and sausage first. She does not touch the pancakes until she’s done with everything else. I have asked on at least two occasions why she is doing it. Her responses “it is my desert.”
The second time I queried her I kinda knew the answer. I asked anyway because her response just makes me smile.
W Sister Shorts on Robots
The other night i was giving A a hug and this transpired:
Me “I love you so much”
A “More than a robot?”
Me pausing for a second confused “Yes more than a robot”
Note, I do not have a photo of a robot and I try not to post pictures of the kids so Paddington with goggles will have to do.