01.20
We’ve really got into taking things apart lately! The boys’ megasketcher had developed a bubble which was annoying, so we thought we’d fix it.
The boys scrabbled together various tools to help too.
And we did fix it, though instead of just the one obligatory left-over screw, there were two. Nevermind, it seems to work pretty well!
Thomas has just started to get into comic books. He told Ollie to be quiet so he could read his Tintin book:
And finally, I had managed to bury this memory until today when I came across the “object”. Thomas’ classroom currently has a “creation station” where they are allowed to stick cardboard boxes, tubes, and other random packaging together, along with stranger items. Well, I went to pick him up on Friday and he very proudly held out his creation saying, “Look, mum, look what I made!”
I tried to disguise my horror, and said, “that’s nice, what is it?” (standard line for pre-school artistic experiments). He said, “well, I can take the top off and put things in it”. Another mum had glanced over and I noticed her reddening, though I think she was more amused at my horror than at the actual creation. I said we would quickly put it away so it wouldn’t get broken, and squirreled it into a lunch bag. Thankfully, I think he’s forgotten all about it. I hope he makes a rocket ship this week…
Please don’t tell me that he can REALLY read Tintin. Between you and Rosalie I feel like I have the most backward kids on the planet!
This made me laugh – it even looks like a condom is attached to the “wrong end” and all!!
Nao – for a start, you managed to have twins, which is pretty remarkable. Secondly, they are bi-lingual, which makes them pretty damn cool. Thirdly, you are pregnant, which means you should be blubbling into a tissue on hearing even the Neighbours theme tune, so it’s not surprising that other people’s kids seem great. Hell, I ask my neighbour to swap kids with hers every day! (and I’m not even pregnant, btw).
Nao – ditto as per Elise’s comments. Everyone else’s kids always seem brighter/less snotty/more agile etc than your own. I have a friend who’s daughter is a month older than Fred and she can recite whole nursery rhymes while poor Fred can’t string two words together. Comparisons always suck.
I just get delighted when I can strike a deal whereby they put on one sock and I put on the other sock. Don’t have to match.
they’re growing up outdoors – no rickets for them, yay!
Continuing this discussion…Amit had a friend over yesterday who knew the entire alphabet and even knows how to read. My friend was over and I was sharing the comparing discussion with her when amit’s friend went to do a poo. We were interrupted by the kid calling me to wipe his ass. So you see, he might know how to read, but he doesn’t know how to wipe his own ass!
I’ll stick with my non-reading ass-wiping genius!
i think i’d stick with amit too!!!