Thursday, June 26, 2008

Bing! Turkey's Done

Turkey lost to Germany 3-2 in the quarter-final for the European Soccer Championship, in case you were missing the reference. I am in Berlin on a conference and our hotel is smack in the middle of a Turkish community. Gobble, gobble.

I called Angie today and winced when she told me she was at Ikea. The last time I let Angie loose at Ikea without supervision, I spent the following several weeks building furniture and cursing the Swedes. Luckily, Grams and Opa were there to control the situation. At our Ikea, you can leave the kids at an indoor play center while you shop. Every time we have attempted this so far, we get 'the call' within ten minutes:'

Little Peter would like to be picked up from Small-Land.'

Or, translated for adults:

'Your brat kid is screaming his head off and driving us nuts. If you don't come get him in the next five minutes, we are going to bury him in the pool of plastic balls to muffle his yap.'

David wanted to go, but they only allow children to stay if they are over three years old. Opa saved the day, though, and stayed with the boys. Angie and Grams of course expected the call anyway:

'Little Horst would like to be picked up...'

Angie also started Yoga today. I'm not even sure if I need to write more to make this particular fact funny, but ok. First of all, I did not know there were 'Yoga for pregnant women' classes. How does this even work? I thought Yoga was about stretching and bending. Angie is 7 months pregnant and, although I will surely end up on the sofa for this one, not that bendy. And I am sure the baby just loves that.

'Um, excuse me, host...Mother...whatever the hell you call yourself. In case you somehow thought I was swimming laps down here in some kind of Olympic size pool, let me make it clear: I am cramped. I would really appreciate it you didn't try folding me. I am not a sandwich. I understand your current physical state and the connection with Buddha, but maybe we could wait until I grace your presence before your next round of Zen-like sit-ups. In the meantime, it would be great if you could focus your energies on other things, like, oh, I don't know, finding me a name.'
[No ladder talk while I was away in Berlin]
1) What was the best part of your day?

2) What was the worst part of your day?

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?

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