Dee Dee the monkey decided to make a self portrait apparently. Then write a little about herself.

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Dee Dee the monkey decided to make a self portrait apparently. Then write a little about herself.

Both girls wanted to help peel carrots for dinner tonight. When it was A’s turn she was peeling the carrot and the peel was flinging out onto our counter and side of our microwave. I told her that she should not fling the peels. Her response was “It is ok, I am a kid”
I was reminded at dinner tonight that Christmas Eve or more specifically 24 December is Rainbow’s birthday. It is not widely known rainbow is another name for T’s lovie money also know as Dee Dee. I think originally rainbow’s birthday was on Christmas however that date got changed recently.
What did not know until today dinner was that 24 December is also Halloween from stuffed animals. I know that fact about stuffed animal Halloween is not widely known since I had I known about it nor had anyone mentioned it to me until now. It was widely known I am not sure why no one decided to tell me until today.
If the stuffed animal community was trying to keep this day on the download and I apologise for publicising it on this blog. I am a positive for them not sure how many people actually read this.
When is school started again this September the girls extra-curricular activity routine changed a bit. They previously had gymnastics on Friday’s. The Gymnastics place could not use the same venue due to new guidelines. The requirements to do swim seemed kind of ridiculous so we stopped that on Saturdays. In the end our new routine became a Saturday morning gymnastics class with the same people at a different venue. For now we had to give up on swim.
On her first outing at the new gymnastics location M found a little bakery that sold bagels and Challah bread. The girls ate the bagels on the walk back to the bus. The venue was about 15 minute walk to and from any public transportation so to keep the girls motivated and distracted bagels were a great idea. The girls then had Challah toast and sandwitches for several days that week.
When it was my turn to take the girls I found the same bakery and following the same routine. The girls gave instructions that they bagels. After a 15 minute walk in the rain to a small bakery that was packed and the only place I could sit and have coffee while the girls were in gymnastics was outside in the rain I decided that routine was not for me. The next time i took the girls i found a Costa coffee that was closer and had plenty of inside seating that was socially distanced.
For M she continued the routine since the girls loved the bagels. I should point out that these were relatively small bagels. They were plain. And I doubt any native New Yorker would consider then any good. Sadly the girls loved them.
My routine instead was to take the girls out for breakfast. I may have written about my routine with them when we had drama class on Saturday mornings. I did the same thing then. The girls were happy enough for their pancakes sausage and eggs along with orange juice to forgo bagels when I took them.
When the new lockdown happened in early November we weren’t sure if gymnastics would be cancelled. It turns out in person gymnastics was cancelled. They did offer zoom classes around the same time in person class would have been. For the first session we moved our coffee table out of the living room and the girls had a decent amount of carpeted space to do their workout. Since we were not out and about to go to the bakery I thought to go to Sainsbury’s for a few things. They had the bagels pictured so I decided to pick up a bag. Just looking at the bag it is apparent they are not New York bagels regardless of what the label says. M correctly points out these bagels look more like the frozen lenders bagels from our childhood. Nevertheless I got a bag and took them home with some cream cheese or as they call it in the UK “soft.cheese”. The girls were super happy for the surprise.
This weekend after the girls gymnastics in the living room I told M I was going to go back to Sainsbury’s to get bagels. She said why doesnt she just make pancakes. My reply was the effort to get bagels is pretty easy compaired to making pancakes however if she wanted to make pancakes she could feel free to do so. I did not mind the walk. She agreed bagels it was. I don’t realise it was pouring out so I opted to go to the local Co-op that is significantly closer to the house. I really did not want to track all the way to Sainsbury’s in the rain. Yet again the girls were very happy and had two bagels each.
Whenever we get to visit New York again we intend to take them to our favourite big place in Forest Hills again. They remember it however I am not sure if they will appreciate remember how much better the bagels taste than they do now.
Sometime within the past year and a half I started telling A that when I worked from home on Fridays I had lunch with her stuffed animal Bun-Bun. I don’t really remember why I did it. I thought it was cute so I kept up the narrative. I offered to T that her hamster stuffed animal was hanging out also. She wanted nothing to do with it so it was just Bun-Bun and I for Friday work from home lunch.
When I went to Bangkok last July I wanted to do something fun with the girls while I was away. I asked if I could take on Bun-Bun along with me since she and I were buddies. T at first also agreed to let me take her stuffed hamster (she is named hamster) as well. Then T backed out of it.
A was excited to let me take Bun-Bun. I took pictures throughout my trip of Bun-Bun on the plane, working as well as out and about in Bangkok. A seemed to enjoy it and I actually had fun doing it. The colleague I travelled with got into it as well. He offered to take pictures wherever we went. Flight attendants on different flights took photos for me. My friend even reminded me a few times if I wanted a photo opportunity. Overall it was a very fun experience.
With us all being home now due to the lockdown the other day A asked when I was going to do lunch with Bun-Bun. Today in the morning she showed up in my home office and brought Bun-Bun to me saying she wanted to hang out. I had to utilise the opportunity to get a picture of. I am barn having a cold brew with me.
Now I need to think of other stuff to do with my buddy Bun-Bun.
One morning on my way out to go to work I must have been running a few minutes late. Or the girls were up early. Either way they both were awake when I was leaving. That is unusual for me. When I goto the office I typically leave a sleeping house. Both girls insisted on giving me hugs and kisses (as they do usually). I never have much complaints about that unless it gets into requesting it 3 or 4 times. That also can happen so it becomes a challange since who am I to pass up extra hugs and kisses even if I am trying to leave the house.
This morning in particular T inspects my cheeks before she asked “did you shave?” Only after I answered positively did she decide to kiss my cheek.
I am loving (most of the time) the little personalities they are developing.
I wrote this pre issolation and just haven’t gotten around to publishing it. Back in January I went with the girls to Shake Shack. It is funny how a very NY thing is all over London. There is one across the street from my office. I have never been there however I have walked past it often. There is one in Covant Garden that we have been to a few times. There is also one we go past now and again in the mall at Stratford. The girls like to goto Shake Shack now since they can play foozeball and ping pong.
The last time we went the cashier asked me if I had been here before. What raced through my mind was proudly thinking “Yes. I have even been to the original one in Madison Square Park the week it opened”. I have no problem admitting I hate lines and Shake Shack was worth the hour wait at the time. Since I am in England I was proud of my more subdued reply of simply “Yes” to his question.
Post photo is of the original Shake Shack in NYC. Not from the first time I was there. Some other time what feels like a lifetime ago.
Pondering what sort of mischief I will get in with the girls while M is in the US? According to them it will involve paper, beads, and glue tonight.
This was a story that happened back in February. I am finally getting around to writing about it.
For almost as long as she could talk and sentences T has spoken about Her friend Doka. I don’t remember if I journaled about him/her before. At first Doka was just a friend that was a baby. Then she became her baby. Consistently she has been very small and resides and T ear. Since as long as T is been her mommy she’s been living into T ear.
Later on T started saying that she has 10 children. Doka was always discussed first. Recently she went from having different names for each of the kids to all of them being named Doka. Only one of them lives and her ear, the original one.
Today while looking at my photo screensaver on my laptop T commented that a baby did not have any hair. She then said that no babies have any hair. I corrected her and said some babies have a little bit of hair and that she had some when she was a baby but not much.
After telling her that she told me that Doka in her ear has no hair. She offered to show me and came over and turned her head so I can look into her ear. I moved her hair away from her ear and looked inside and put my finger right at the edge of her ear and said oh yeah I see Doka. T smiled and stepped away and then told me that when I touched Doka she giggled.
Today T and A saw some ribbon on the dinner table. T said she thought that Santa might see it and take it. He would then put in his closet and go to sleep.
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