Monday, February 20, 2012

I got a Monkey on the Loose

Home time.
Enter: Mummy, Tara and Leo. All to kitchen.
Leo: Mummy, I 'macked your bum!
Mummy: So you did! Monkey!
Leo: I 'macked your bum 'gain! 'Mack!
Mummy: So you did! I'm going to get you! And eat you up!

Exit Tara and Leo to front room, with apples. The telly comes on (unauthorised).
Leo (voice from front room): Mummy, I touchin 'de teevee!... Muuummyyy, I touuuuchin de teeeeveeee!
Tara (voice from front room): Mummy! Leo is touching the TV!... Leo, Papi will cut your finger off!
Enter mummy: No he won't. Leo, what kind of monkey are you!

Two teddies. All MINE.

Mum and Leo return to kitchen.
Leo: Mummy, I 'mack your bum!
Mummy: No, you won't.
Leo flings provision of raisins across kitchen.
Mummy: Leo, stop that! Pick up the raisins!
Leo: Nnnnnope.
Repeat x3. Leo exit to front room.

Tara (voice from front room): NOOOO! Those are MY apples!
Leo: Dat MINE apples!
Tara: No they're my apples!
Leo: No MINE!
Tara: No they are my apples actually.
Leo: Actually actually mine apples.
Tara: Actually actually actually.... (shrieking from front room) NOOO! MYYYY apples! MUUUUMMYYY!

De TEEVEE is on the left. What else.

A moment's peace over something Moominmama said or did (not me!)

Ten minutes later I'm reading the monkey some books. Monkeys need lots of books and cuddles. Tara is watching some more Moomins.
Ten minutes after that I'm hiding in the kitchen while a loud battle is fought in the front room, over teddies and dolls.
Another ten minutes later I'm feeding the monkey chocolate. Not sure why exactly, except that it's 'that' time of day, first day back after term break (und die Aeffchen proben den Aufstand!).

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Valentine 2012, or, Ten Years Ago...

At the dinner table, between helpings of delicious chocolates.

Mami: "Aaaah, then years ago... then years ago Papi and I just... erm... made friends... We spent a lot of time playing games with our friends, going out for pizzas and salads... I went to the gym a lot..."
Leo, smugly, between mouthfuls of chocolate: "I cried*..."
Mami: "No, you weren't there then."
Tara: "I was in your tummy..."
Mami: "No, not even that...

Aaah, ten years ago...

2002 (one)

2002 (two)

2002 (three)

* Our new routine. I go to the gym, Leo cries. I go anyway. I come home, and he gives me a big fat grin and explains: "Mummy went a gym. I c'ied."