Oupa recently died. This morning Asher was wrestling me. Chayill: ‘Don’t make him dead! You gonna make him dead. Leave him.’
Asher: ‘Ouma is my teddy bear’.
Chayill: ‘Huh ah she’s mine’.
Asher: ‘She’s mine’.
Chayill crying: ‘huh ah, she’s mine’
Patricia arrives at ouma’s house today.
Asher: ‘Chayill go look, it’s the lady who gave us sweeties’
Chayil: ‘Daddy, I’m thirsty.’
Daddy offers him water.
Chayill: ‘huh ah, I’m thirsty for juice.
Just came from Checkers, where the kids through a tantrum for not getting any toys.
In the car on our way back home Chayill says, lets stop by Toys R US. Knowing that there are no Toys R Us in Kimberley (I hope there isn’t), I asked Chayill, ‘Where must I buy you a toy’ – in an attempt to distract them from their disappointment and hoping he would say Toys R US and I would say ‘Sorry my boy, there’s no Toys R US in Kimberley’.
On leaving, Luba (KB’s daughter) tells Asher: ‘Don’t worry, I’ll be back tomorrow and then we can go for icecream’
At Daddy’s pray meeting this evening KaraB’s daughter came to sit by me. Gabby came charging across the room to claim her spot.
Mommy sent us to the shop for peas. At the shop I asked Asher to find a tin of peas. Chayill: ‘Give me the tin daddy, and I’ll pee in it’
We stopped at a robot this morning and their was a loud *boof* and a couple of birds scattered.
Asher: ‘Daddy did the birds poof on our roof”.
Chayill: ‘Aahh, Gross! Why did the birds poop on our car?’
This morning I got a card with a big picture of Garfield on the front, saying: ‘I like telling everyone you my dad; it’s good for your image’
It reminded me of a time when the Internet was just starting, and fortunately the University I was at, was one of the forerunners in getting SA connected. Fortunately I also had a few computer science friends who taught me the html mark up language. Hence I been blogging before blogging became blogging.