Life, Kids, Technology & that move to another continent
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.
The girls randomly asked why the tardis is bigger on the inside. So I had to explain it. I showed a video of the 4th doctor explaining it to Leeyla. Yes totally loving that my girls are asking geeky sci-fi questions
M is in the States. It is the girls and I for the holiday weekend. On our way from breakfast this morning A says to me: “mummy is going to her wedding today.”
My response was “what??? NO?”
A responds “oh she is going to her friends wedding today”
Me “yes that’s better”. Secretly I went phew! I thought she had inside information.
“It is smaller on the outside, and bigger on the inside”. That is A’s explanation of what a TARDIS is to British kid.
The first thought that came to my mind when I heard that was it was very funny and I had to write it down. The second thing that went through my mind was I thought having a working knowledge about Doctor Who was a legal requirement for all British children? My nephew not knowing about it in America is just sad, however a 7 year old in London not knowing about it I thought was illegal.
One night near bedtime I asked A something. I cannot even recall what it was. Her response was “OK Captain”.
I asked “why am I a captain?”
Her response was “You have a beard.”
I asked “What?”
She said “Captain’s have beards’s”.
Now she is walking around saying Aye Aye Captain.
For the record I do not have a beard. I haven’t shaved in a few days since I have been working from home and simply didn’t want to shave. It is much more growth than I typically have. Just no way a beard. This may be her subtle way of saying I should shave. All the ladies in the house apparently do not like me with stable.
The other day we were going out to a birthday party. M called up to the girls: “Girls get your trainers on for the birthday party since there will be sports.” The girls both groaning a reply “we don’t like sports”.
The first thing that pops into my mind is that they are totally my children.
Photo from me during my first year playing Soccer (ie Football) since I don’t typically post pictures of the girls.
T read this book the other night to M. It’s part of a series they read at school. Imto teach her to read all the do is read about this family. It’s pretty cute.. After reading this page A tells M “but she doesn’t . We have read the other books”
I would like to take some small piece of credit on her budding snarkyness.
The girls have access to a large cache of Lego thanks to my parents storing the majority of my old Lego in a VCR box for 20 years. I wrote about that previously. Thanks to that and several new Lego kits the girls have a great exposure to Lego.
T and even A to a degree has been building the kits with varying degrees of assistance. They are both getting good at building their own stuff too. I love it.
When we were in Bournemouth back in May i believe the girls had some Lego with them. A started referring to this lego guy pictured as Steve. None of the other lego people have names. I figured she would forget about him after a few days however she didn’t. Flash forward a few months when A is playing with lego she goes looking for Steve by name. it is pretty funny. What is also amazing to me is that figure is at least 35 years old since it is one of the ones we gave them when we got my lego.
They both are a few years away from the entire Hogwarts kit however they are off to a great start.
With school out for 7 weeks the girls are in day camp for a few days a week. You can send each kid to camp with 50 pence for a snack they can purchase after lunch. The girls were excited about that so M has been sending them to camp with money for snack.
The other day A didn’t eat her lunch, or eat well while at camp. Presumably she did eat her snack so M withheld A’s money the next day. There does need to be consequences to not following directions.
That lead A to apparently take her coin purse (presumably with coins in) it to camp. She took it upon herself to buy a snack. Outstanding questions remain around how much it cost her since she really can’t tell the coins apart from each other. What facts are in evidence is she got her snack. Her coin purse went to camp. Knowing A i am not surprised she pulled a stunt like this. Before she could talk she would smile at you while hiding her favorite stuffed toy in a bag or behind her back as she smuggled it out of her room (she knew she wasn’t supposed to do that).
If the apocalypse does happen I know who to turn to for black market items.
It survived my childhood, two decades in storage and a long 35 year or more lifespan. It couldn’t survive A and her friend. We mourn the loss of good ol reliable Greyhound Bus. I shall miss you little friend.
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