Kooshonite

I found out my baby daughter's kryptonite, it's koosh balls. We got this big koosh ball that she'll pull on the little strings or whatever they're called, but she's afraid of actually holding the whole thing. I realize that's the perfect way to keep her away from my computer tower. And if you roll the koosh ball at her she scrambles away hilariously!

Tooth Fairy

Thursday
Kid's got a loose tooth. I thought five and a quarter's a little early for loosing teeth, but having spoken to my father that's exactly when I lost my first one too. I take a wiggle at it, and it's loose alright, but not loose enough for it to drop out and get swallowed by accident. Let it be. Thank God, cause for some reason I find the idea of pulling someone else's teeth out kinda disgusting.

Friday
Kid comes home sans her bottom front right tooth. Just as well, cause apparently it was starting to get in her way: Friday mornings I teach English to her kindergarten class, but she didn't attend that morning because she "couldn't barely talk through her loose tooth!" Say what? Anyway, we got Tetukas on skype to show him, and he asked her if she lost it in a bar fight. "Nooooooooo," she said, "I pulled it out myself!" She might have said pull, actually, she hasn't quite mastered past tense use in English yet.

Saturday
The tooth fairy came in the night and brought her a fiver. I can tell you it certainly wasn't I, I was too afraid of getting caught--I'm not great at sneaking quietly. Five is sort of alot, I think, and Tetukas agrees, but my special lady insisted that you can't buy anything with two, which is the next unit of currency down. That turned out not to be true. The ice cream she and I buy costs 2.50, but the ice cream my daughter chose only costs 1.59, a disgusting lime ice cream/sherbet, so two would have done it. Would it be weird if the tooth fairy brought less next time? We could always say it's normal to get more for the first tooth, just to make losing teeth more appealing, the old bait'n'switch. On the other hand, it makes little difference: what my daughter did with her five is buy herself an ice cream, me an ice cream, and then chip in the rest of her five for the ice creams I bought to bring home to my special lady and Egle, who was visiting.

Kindergarten Boozebags

Last week in my kindergarten English class we did vegetables one day. We learned the words carrot, cucumber, and tomato, and then each child told me which vegetable he likes most. Yesterday I decided to do fruits, but I only had two typical fruits. Two isn't a good number, though, so I added a lime. It's colorful, so who cares, right? Here's the really odd thing, though: two of the kids then told me limes are their favorite fruit of the three choices! I'm thinkin' damn, these two must really hate apples and oranges to choose an unknown, or else we got a couple margarita swilling kindergarten boozebags on our hands!

Ramaroddi

Last night I took my womenfolk out to the Ramazzotti Concert (kids under 7 free, otherwise there's no way in the whole wide world I would have taken them). I'm not really into his music, by my special lady is gaga for it, and I'm happy to expose the children, because most of it is quality music, not pop shit.

My special lady was thrilled to exhaustion, and the baby jumped herself into exhaustion too, passing out half way through the show. I was left with the child, and kept he behaved enough that the woman sitting in front of her only had to turn around twice. She like the show, but who has the patience for two hours of it? There were two major additions to the activities. One was watching me play backgammon on my phone...I mean, playing team backgammon against my phone. Then she requested we play normal backgammon rather than team backgammon, so I said we can play pretend backgammon: I feigned a roll of the dice and told her I got a six and a one; then she did the same, but she got double sixes!

The other addition was saying one of the following ("do like this" = indicating tickle me around my neck):

"Tete, now I gonna stand up and you do like this!"

"Tete, now I gonna sit down and you do like this!"

Thirty Count

Granted, when I was in first grade, and the teacher told me to count to one hundred, I said, "ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty, sixty, seventy, eighty, ninety, a hundred."

The kid says when can I go play, and I say, when you count to thirty. She says. "But that's so much!" I ask her how high she'd rather count, and she says, "I'll just count to three."

Laaaaaaaaaaaazy!

Bad Day

This post from my other blog was family related, so here you go!

Surf & Turf

After a mini-salami lunch, Daughter walks out of the room and shouts, "Tete!"

Tete says to Mama, "Is she crazy?!"

"Tete!"
...
"Tete!"
...
"Tete!"

Daughter comes back in and says, in exhasperation, "Tete!"

"Daughter, are you crazy? We were just sitting right next to each other, why would you leave the room before asking me something?!"
"Tete, can I have these red and white in the kitchen."
"You want to have the fire extinguisher?"
"No-oh-oh! I gonna show you."

Daughter comes back with a bag of crab (fish) sticks. I tell her "Oh, sure you can. So you like the surf & turf, huh?"
"What's is surf & turf?"
"That's when you eat land meat and sea meat at the same meal. The fish sticks are from fish, and the sausages are from pigs that live on the land."
"YOU MEAN CANDY LAND?!"

Thanks for the birthday present Loky, now every time I use the word "land" that's her response!