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Grammar Rulz

The Engineer said today

I make-ed a sandwich in nursery and I eat-ed it.

He doesn’t like his verbs irregular.

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Concealing my age – some chance

It was my birthday last Sunday and the Curate very kindly wished me a happy birthday during the notices at church. He mentioned that I was twenty-one again. However, my children were keen to put him right. Straight away and very loudly.

‘Not TWENTY-one. She’s FOURTY-one’ they chanted from the pew. Good to know that they know their numbers…

It reminded me of the time that a friendly local shopkeeper asked a very chatty Joker his age a while ago.

‘I’m three, the Queen is four and Mummy’s thirty-eight’ he informed the grocer.

I think I might just get a large badge announcing my age so the kids don’t feel the need to tell everyone.

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Toys

Our new church assistant arrived a couple of days ago. Gentle is in his mid-twenties and has joined us from Ghana. He’ll be here for a year to help the church in all sorts of ways and, hopefully, to learn something of our culture and more of our Lord.

Last year’s church assistant, Gambit, was here and we were sitting around the kitchen table discussing the recent tragic loss of the Joker’s much-loved toy dog (don’t panic, a replacement has now been sorted, thanks to eBay.fr). Both Gambit and I had tales of lost soft toys in our childhoods and then I asked Gentle if he’d had a favourite toy when he was growing up.

‘Not really. In Ghana, children don’t have toys,’ he said. ‘There isn’t the money for toys.’

I looked around my chaotic kitchen, stuffed with children’s toys and games and felt a mix of emotions – guilt, gratitude and excitement at the prospect of learning more of life in Ghana, where kids have no toys but the Sunday school classes are packed.

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The Olympic Effect

Well, it’s been the holidays and so I’ve not been posting. My brain goes to mush when the hoards are around. Anyway, I have a great list of things I want to blog now school’s back and my brain is recovering some rigidity. We’ll see how it goes.

Today’s summer tale is of the Queen and the Joker having a tussle in the back garden of the holiday house we were staying in. They were laughing their heads off and pulling each other’s clothes. The Queen made a particularly vicious-looking grab at the crotch of the Joker’s shorts.

‘What on earth are you doing?’ I asked.

‘Jojo, Mummy.’

‘Jojo?’

‘Yes, jojo, you know, like on the Olympics,’ said the Queen as she successfully threw the Joker to the floor in what I took to be an ippon.

I was just pleased they weren’t practicing escrime instead (amazing what useless new vocabulary you learn when watching French telly).

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Tea for a Tiger

My kids love Judith Kerr’s book ‘The Tiger who came to tea’. Last week the Joker’s class spent some time reading the book. They also drew a dinner plate full of food for the hungry tiger who ate all of the food in Sophie’s house.

The Joker tells me that the following foods are on the plate:

Fishfingers, broad beans, ice cream, a sweetie, a jelly baby, peas, a carrot, baked bean, broccoli, a packet of prawn cocktail crisps, a radish, ribena, pizza and chips.

Check out the great food selection
Can you spot them all?

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Tales from the crossing

Crossing the road with Mr Goldtooth today, the Engineer shocked me by saying ‘Thank you’ for the first time without being prompted. I was so pleased that I laughed and pushed the buggy on for the afternoon pick-up.

My three year old then chastised me as we headed for the school gate: ‘Mummy, you didn’t say ‘Thank you.”

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The Joker’s plans

Today a good friend of the Joker’s pinched him on the arm at school, so he told a teacher. When the teacher went to resolve things, the Joker’s friend apologised. The teacher asked if everything was then okay with the Joker.

‘It will be, when I marry her’ he said.

Good to know that he’s planning ahead.

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I’d like to remember…

… that the Engineer once said things like

‘When Owen comes to ours house, I will show him mine hoolie-oop.’

Ah bless.

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Joker and the vegetables

Today the Joker was struggling with finishing some mushrooms from his lasagne at tea time. Cooked mushrooms are not popular with any of my children but I thought I could sneak them past with the mince.

We bribed him to eat the mushrooms by telling him he could have some more lettuce if he ate the mushrooms up. It worked.

The Joker loves to eat green veggies. He is a strange mutant. How long will it last do you think?

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