Saturday, October 25, 2008

Dizzy Gillespie and the Plumbers

Opa has seen me in action and made the wise choice to start teaching my boys how to fix things at an early age. Today's job was also what Angie tries packing every time we go on vacation - the kitchen sink. I am not sure if blowing the pipes was really needed, but if I have learned anything from Opa's handyman lessons, it is to never question anything. Besides, it made farting noises that made the boys laugh.

The morning started out with me burning my hand making coffee. Angie responded to my screaming, yelling and cursing with the wise statement 'that was stupid'.

Thanks, oh great non-stupid person. Perhaps I should bring up the time you locked the keys in the car? Oh, that's right, it's happened so many times now that I would first need to narrow it down á bit. Mmmm. Maybe that one time when the engine was still running? Remember? That was the same time that you had one of our babies in the car. I wasn't so stupid when I came to the rescue, was I?

At breakfast, David wanted to have the green cup, which Papa the Moron gave to Peter. Somehow, I should have known that today, green cups go to David, not Peter. Needless to say, Peter did not want to give up his right to the coveted green cup as soon as he realized David wanted it. In an attempt to secure his prize possession, Peter picked up the cup and licked it.

I was fascinated at Peter's primal urge to mark his territory, but dismayed at the potential social backlash that might arise from wiping your saliva on anything you don't want others to have.

Peter sat back in his chair, smug and visibly confident that his cup was now safe. David took advantage of this brief moment of self-triumph to snatch the cup and spit in it. Yuck. Now David was the one looking quite content. Peter cried. Angie almost cried too and mumbled something about how little girls weren't disgusting.

In the evening, Eisi, Sami and Kika stopped by to help carve pumpkins with the boys. The boys lost interest after about 3 minutes, leaving us mature types to finish the job.

After cracking open the skulls of the innocent gourds and scooping out the goodies inside, we realized that the place stinked. Pumpkin innards smell horrible, but this was something even worse.

I looked over at the playpen and saw Peter and David, who were pointing at Tom and snickering. Judging by the smell, I would say that Tom had finally caught up in today's 'let's disgust Mama' contest. Judging by the giggles, I would say that Tom, like our kitchen sink pipes, was making noises that made our boys laugh.
Ladder Talk:
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When I played with Eisi.
David: When Eisi come and Kika come and Sami come - every come.

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When I couldn't play with Eisi that golden game or something like it.
David: When I kaput.

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To play with Eisi that golden game.
David: When I go mit you and I go mit Sami down in my home.

1 comment:

  1. You make it sound like Angie actually gave birth to one of the boys in the CAR!!! hilarious....