Then there was bowls

Hello

Last post, posted in 2013. I cannot believe that. Will have to check the postage stamp myself. So much to catch up on. Lets start....somewhere in 2014.

Salad & Water. Go together like...

So Kid1 has a lunch plate with chicken, salads and garlic sour dough bread. Like the pic below. He hates salads, especially the leafy parts so he quips up: "I hate water. It tastes like nothing. Salads taste worse than water".

I made him eat it all. Wish I had a pic of him having that involuntary spasm that sometimes precedes throwing up.

SUPER Market

Kid2 tells me, "Daddy, you are so fat, when you walk into a market it becomes a Supermarket"

Where's the peanut butter

After spending quite a significant amount of time looking for the peanut butter, I ask the kids where it is. Both of them reply with their standard "we don't know".

I eventually found it. In the fridge. After spending some more time interrogating Kid1 and Kid2 we reach the conclusion that Kid2 enquired from Kid1 as to why the peanut butter is in the cupboard and not the fridge. That's it.... He did not seem to want to admit to actually putting it in the fridge.

For the Grandchildren

We found this 35 year old chess set at the only place in our family you will find such old things.

Never been used...

Look Where I'm Going

So Kid3 keeps on walking against my foot, precariously close to a very pointy looking pedestal. Thankfully her hands are always out and she does not knock her pretty head against the pedestal. I have moved my foot about 5 times and no matter where I put it she keeps on tripping herself up.

Eventually I tell her that she needs to look where she is going. She looks at me and says: "You need to look where I am going".

Ai... What am I to say to that?

Love, Marriage & Kid1

Kid1 just out of the blue, while we were talking about marriage quips: "I want to get married when I am young".

So we ask him why. He says, "I want to be young and fit when I get married".

So we ask him why. He starts giggling...

The Kite

So there we were, like almost all other Capetownians on a hot day amid the deluge of rain, hail, snow and general winterness we have had to endure over the past few weeks, on our way to do something outside the confines of our little home. Soak up the gloriously radiant warmth of the sun while wishing the sun could dry out the worsening exterior walls of our house.

The Eco Park turned out to be good spot to soak up some sun. Kid1 had dragged his skateboard with, Kid2 came along on his scooter, and Kid3 rolled up on her funky and now modernised motorbike. Gone are those little black plastic three wheelers. Now we have to contend with funky Harley look-a-likes and big monstrosities that could even possibly support an adult. Yes, i checked and it could definitely support me.

The big kid took his kite along but unfortunately, as is always the case, Kid1 wanted to fly it. So i let him. Kid2 also wanted to try but when he saw Kid1 being dragged about and the look of utter terror on Kid1's sometimes angelic face he declined flying the kite.

Kid2 parted by informing me that i need to buy him a smaller kite of his own. I have a smaller, more colourful one but right now it is a mess of mathematical tangles and no amount of pondering will help unravel the knots. Anyone who wants to help please do...