Kids

W Sisters Short on The Dance Party

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The day of T’s birthday party the girls finished breakfast early. They were happily playing with lego on the floor of the kitchen. It was pretty picturesque setup for me. I was reading something on my iPad and drinking my coffee while sitting at the kitchen table. I had the garden doors open for a breeze. It was quite lovely.

I had a playlist from Spotify going on the Amazon TAP we have in the kitchen. The girls were generally just oblivious to the music and building away. Then the song “Thats What I Like” from Flow Rida came on. Back in NY the girls used to warm up to it in Gymnastics class. They always liked that song. I heard it come on and casually glanced over to them. As if reading my mind they looked at me for a second. Then they stood up without saying a word to each other and began to dance to the song.
I could not stop laughing at how spontaneous the whole thing was.

W Sisters Short: A on Distracting Me

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I was sitting on our big red easy chair in our living room. It is a comfy spot to relax. I think the whole family likes haning out there. I must have been reading on my iPad and A comes over to me. She puts my hand on her cheek like i am cupping her face. She does that sometimes. I really do not know why however i think its cute so i dont ask questions. She then has me squeeze her cheeks. Then A announces that she did that to distract me from tickling her belly.

Well played A. Well played indeed

W Sisters Short on My Haircut

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The other day I got a haircut. For me that’s a pretty rudimentary thing to do. I get one every couple of weeks. The girls like to rub the back of my semi-shaved head. They think the short hairs feel good on their hands.

This haircut however T for some reason was patting my head. Then she started measuring how much hair I had with her finger. She proceeded to tell me that I had a lot of hair. The funny thing is I don’t. I keep it pretty short. Compared to her I have almost no hair. She then said she wanted to see me with more hair. I told her I was not going to grow my hair out.

I did let it grow a little in High School. Never liked it. I then told her that my dad, her puppy used to have a really long/big hair. She didn’t really believe me so I offered to show her and A picture.

When I shoulder the picture she said something like “Oh my gosh”. Then she asked if that was taken long ago. I said it what is however I remember his hair that long.

It reminded me of a funny story my sister told me. A few years ago my mum was wondering out loud to that strange man was standing next to her in a picture. My sister said that dad. I can only assume he had a huge head of hair at a time

The W Sisters and The Story of the Pizza Tables

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Our girls love pizza. They are little kids so that’s not a shocker. I am glad that they are enjoying pizza even after moving from New York to London. For me the pizza in London is not the same as NY. It is however not bad. For the girls they are happy enough with it.

On nights when we order in pizza there is one thing above all that is the most important. Who gets the Pizza Table. Or is everyone else must know it as the white plastic thing that sits in the middle of the pizza box to keep the box from touching the pizza. I don’t know when it started to be a thing. Probably a year or more before we moved to London. I believe it was T that started asking for it. Her sister seeing that she wanted it was quick to follow. If we ordered one pie we would have to be sure to take turns on who got the table.

Sometimes we would get two tables in a pie. Then the girls would be able to share. In London the diameters of the pizza pies are much smaller than NY. I may end up writting about that on its own at somepoint. We learned this very quickly when we order take away. One large pie is not enough for all four of us. Two large pies depending on how much the girls eat is more than enough. That means nowadays we get two pie’s so more than enough tables for both to have one when we order take away. The night this picture was taken I cannot remember if we had an extra table in one pie or we just had three pies. It was like the girls won the jackpot.

What Knuffle Bunny Free Taught Me

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My kids have enjoyed many of Mo Williams books. I can still get laughs out of them from elephant and piggy books. They have also enjoyed Knuffle Bunny since they have been as old as Trixie in the first book.

After our last holiday I was reading the girls Knuffle Bunny Free. They were asking lots of questions that were very insightful for children their age. Sometimes it’s hard to get through book because they ask so many questions. Sometimes that’s great since their questions are very funny. This night they were asking what seemed like a lot of questions. I was trying to answer all of the topics to their satisfaction. When I got to the end of the book I realised my biggest take away from it was that airline they flew on really does not know how to clean planes. They were gone a week and Knuffle Bunny just sat in that seat back pouch.

I know that’s not the point. I know that it’s improbable they would’ve sat in the same seat on the same plane. I guess my frame of mind after traveling was just to zoom in on the fact that that plane must be really dirty.

W Sister Shorts on Tired

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Paddington Bear Goggles

I took note of this banter with A way back in June.  I have been slow getting stuff written up.  I thought this was funny enough (to me):

I was getting the girls ready for bed and while I was ticking in A I asked her  “are you tired?”.

A replied “how do you know i am tired?”.

I replied “are you tired?”.

She replied “yes”.

I said “you look tired”.

She responds “oh”…

She just makes me smile and is pretty funny and silly!

Paddington2 Road Trip

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paddington Bear 2 traveling

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.

W Sisters Short’s Our Breakfast Ritual

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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

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Paddington Bear Goggles

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.

W Sister Shorts on Cake

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M promised the girls to make A a cake. It wasn’t just any cake. It was pretty involved with two tiers, fondant and a fondant ranbow unicorn. It took M days to prepaid it. As she was putting the finishing touches on it I was working from home and overheard the girls talking. They were debating how long the cake would take to get ready.

A goes to T “Playing makes the waiting easier”.

Those two crack me up.