There didn’t seem to be anybody for today, so I figured I’d give BooFae and other early MMP’rs a foothold
I moved from Switzerland (at the corner with Germany and France) to France (at the corner tiwh Switzerland and Germany) three weeks ago; got internet back home ten days ago, but as I was going home to spend all of last week, I didn’t hop back into WoSW.
The shinding with the relatives went well; we have a pic of Gramps with the suspenders I got him, telling some joke (if I recall correctly, it was a pun older than Adam and Eve), and Grandma smiling up at him. This is a woman who’s spent the last 70 years complaining about her man, eh!
Grandma doesn’t drink with meals, she says (doesn’t drink outside meals, either, wonder if that’s the secret of youth? dehidration?). Apparently this doesn’t apply to red wine in a carafe, she emptied something like 1.5 liters all by herself. Later she was a bit dizzy and blamed “eating too fast.” U-hu.
The Nephew is at a wonderful stage where he learns a few new things every day and becomes interested in things that he’d previously found uninteresting or repulsive. I babysat him with Mom a couple times last week and he figured out several new games and that all the bricks in a wall are about the same height. This last discovery seems to be a fascinating one, he’s been measuring bricks left and right. One of the games was born when he was in his trolley, being pushed by his Mom, with my Mom and me on either side. He extended his hands and instead of mine, I only gave him my index finger, which he examined like he hadn’t seen one before. Then he extended the other hand to Mom, and she gave him her index to hold. Later, after he’d drunk some water, Mom gave him a different finger but he didn’t want it, he’d shake his head no and lift up his index until she gave him “the correct finger”. That was Thrusday: by yesterday it had turned into asking for a different finger every time and also into people asking him for a specific finger to hold. I think that’s what “you have to be like these little ones” means.
Pics will be posted later, from home. I’m in the office today so once the boss is in, no slacking. Or at least, I have to find something that looks like I’m not slacking. Blah.
Sorry I missed Educated Rodent’s MMP…