Friday, August 1, 2008

Horsing around

'Papa! Today way so cool. I saw a horse, and he could not see, but he could still drive!'

It took me a little while to explain the concept of blinders to Peter, but I think he finally got that horses could not just Stevie Wonder about the town.

I worked from home today, which is something I do from time to time when I feel the need to appreciate my office space. It was an interesting insight into what Angie actually does all day. It seemed like every five minutes the phone was ringing or one of her girlfriends was stopping by for some coffee and gossip, and not necessarily in that order.

Handan came by and whisked my wife and children away for a much needed moment of silence. That is, of course until five minutes later when the phone rang. 'No, Angie is not here and I really don't give a shit how much money you saved when buying your damn shoes.'

The boys went to the market square, where they met a horse and buggy driver. Peter thought it was awesome. First, just for the horses, but second because the driver's name was Peter, too. I thought it was awesome just for the beer in his hand - what other job can you get paid to drink and drive at three in the afternoon? Angie, I want a horse for Christmas.

Later in the afternoon, Peter got completely jacked up on Kool-Aid. It turned his tongue red, which he found cool enough to horse around in front of the mirror for almost an hour.

About the time that Peter's tongue muscles started cramping, Kika came over. She stole my wife to go plan for a friend's wedding. Shortly after that, Sami came over with frozen pizzas for the boys. Despite Peter swearing that he does not like pepperoni, he devoured three huge slices under Sami's influence. I think we will need to call on Sami's food-tasting skills again in the future.

After dinner, we continued our horsing around until bedtime. I told Peter that horses sleep standing up, which fascinated him. He of course wanted to try that, which led to him tipping over and bashing his head on the ladder of his bunk bed. Instead of getting mad at the ladder, he got angry with me. 'I close my eyes and you said I sleep like a horse, but I fall down. That hurts.'
Well, maybe next time you should try putting your blinders on. That or your helmet.
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When I had the mini-mini pizzas - this little. I like these.
David: When I had my owa and I fall down and Peter carry me up.

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When David throwed that elephant at me and when I fell on the rocking chair.
David: When I mit Peter - No, Davey, No.

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To go to the Dalia and to go with you to the playground.
David: To donkey at

No comments:

Post a Comment