About a year ago, I got this great scam started whereby I had Nico convinced that "Maman knows everything".
The initial goal for this was two-fold: 1) to get the kids to listen to me, and, 2) once I unveiled the truth, to get them to understand that when I actually don't know something, I would look it up or ask questions until I eventually know.
Whether I remember the answer is a totally irrelevant thing.
Nicolas even got his friends in his class to believe it. I went through a lot of trouble not bursting out laughing whenever they (and the teachers!) came to me to ask about it.
So eventually I told them the truth, and life just carried on without any fuss.
Earlier this evening, Nicolas asked me something and I said distractedly:
"I know.
- How do you know?
- ( I couldn't help and the words came out of my mouth) Because you know, I know everything.
- Noooo you don't!
- Yes I do!
- Oh yeah? What's... *thinks quickly* one gazillion times one gazillion?
- It's a gazillion squared.
- What's a gazillion square?
- It's one gazillion times one gazillion! Go check with Papa."
And off he trots.
A few seconds later, I can hear Bas chuckle.
29 August, 2014
28 August, 2014
Lil' punks
I got hair chalk a year or so ago and finally got round to putting it to good use.
Colour wheel for Nicolas, red and purple for Eloïse.
Colour wheel for Nicolas, red and purple for Eloïse.
11 August, 2014
Lunches, check. Backpacks, check.
I have spent the last month and a half immersed in a Six Sigma course, abandoning a few chores as I try to come to terms with a rather failed work/life/studies balance. 30 hours work, 27 hours studies, 15 hours active parenting per week, that doesn't quite leave me much room for a social life, sleep and general house duties.
Herewith enterth Papa, who generously takes over full childcare during the week-ends. However today for some reason Eloïse was not allowed on an outing. So after an afternoon of reading books, cuddling and learning how to make loom bracelets, I had an enormous amount of course material to catch up on (compounded by the fact that I helped David on Friday and Saturday). I asked Bas to make the kids' lunchboxes for me, which he did.
"Where do you put the lunches?
- Nico has his lunchbag, Eloïse's backpack is too small for her lunchbag so items will go in loose."
So Bas did as he was told.
There is a backpack sitting in the fridge.
Herewith enterth Papa, who generously takes over full childcare during the week-ends. However today for some reason Eloïse was not allowed on an outing. So after an afternoon of reading books, cuddling and learning how to make loom bracelets, I had an enormous amount of course material to catch up on (compounded by the fact that I helped David on Friday and Saturday). I asked Bas to make the kids' lunchboxes for me, which he did.
"Where do you put the lunches?
- Nico has his lunchbag, Eloïse's backpack is too small for her lunchbag so items will go in loose."
So Bas did as he was told.
There is a backpack sitting in the fridge.
02 August, 2014
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