It’s been awhile since I have blogged about the boys. Why?
Hmm…. let’s see… I’ve been quite busy pulling them off window handles, making sure they don’t fall off the fridge while monkey climbing them up, rescuing small items from the house that get stuffed behind radiators or chucked out windows…. etc. etc. etc….
But that’s just the physical stuff. A & Y can head the debate team in senior school.. like NOW… and perhaps write the speeches for our current UK politicians! or be caught scribbling I ‘heart’ graffiti all over the place! Awww….
Our conversations:
- Me (after asking A & Y to do something politely at least 4 times without any response): So how come you listen to Miss Jan and Mrs. Simon but when I speak you can’t hear me. Y: That’s because they are teachers and your are Mama!
2. Me: Please don’t move the beds like that… you could have hurt my feet. Both: But see mama, you didn’t get hurt!
3. A & Y wait till I switch off their bedroom lights as I walk out of their room. Y to A: A… look.. ‘she’s leaving… let’s go down!’
A to Y: Y… quick quick… ‘she’ is going to see us!
And so this is how it goes…. from morning to night… the party doesn’t stop… and ‘it shouldn’t’ said some philosopher or author of a good and bad parenting! Yah right!
More to follow….
