The following words come from Eric Ruhalter's The KidDictionary, a website of a collection of words created to describe the indescribable things that kids do. I love these!
UPPTITUDE (Up-tih-twed) n. :
A child's immense desire to be the one who presses the button on the elevator.
In an elevator, getting to where you're going is as simple as pressing a button. Unfortunately, if you have two kids and you're on an elevator, that is a push too few! Unfortunately one of these two is much bigger and faster than the other, so the rest of the elevator ride turns into a two-year old tantrum!
THREEMAGEDDON (THREE-muh-GED-uhn) n. :
The supposed hellfire and brimstone that would erupt if an angry counting mother got to three.
I wish this applied to Pepi. Arin always capitulated before I got to three (making me wonder what I would ever do if he didn't!) but Pepi often just ignores me and makes me chase him around the furniture.
SUPPERCATE (SUP-er-cayt) v. :
To take three bites of dinner and then request desert.
Note that if it's me instead of Mama cooking, then the three bites of dinner will be skipped in favour of declaring dinner to be disgusting and requesting dessert immediately. Even if its just the same lasagne from the box that Mama cooks too.
SLEDENTARY (SLED-en-terry) adj. :
To be so bundled up to face the winter elements that you cannot move.
No amount of heavy clothing in the world will ever slow Pepi down, but Ollie? Kid looks like a fat cushion with two spindly legs sticking out the bottom and his arms sticking out horizontally because he's too bundled up to let them fall at his sides before we let him out during winter. I should be more sympathetic, but watching him topple over into the snow dressed like that is hilarious!
SCOOZER (SKOO-zehr) n. :
A kid who only has something to say to you when you are on the phone or in the bathroom.
Its like an inbuilt-radar-type thing, the minute you're attempted to have an adult conversation or pee in peace, there they are with something that desperately can't wait.
MONOPOLOOZE (mo-NAHP-uh-looze) v. :
To strategically lose a board game to an unsportsmanlike child.
I want to teach the kids sportsmanship. They're not into boardgames yet, but with Pepi, anything can be turned into a competitive game. But usually, he's just not getting the sportsmanship thing and I just can't take it anymore, so I go ahead and let him win.
LULLABYE-BYE (LULL-uh-BYE-bye) v. :
The long delicate process of sneaking from the bed of a preschooler who makes you lay down with them at bed time.
My biggest au-pairing peeve! Pepi always makes you lie down with him at bedtime. There I am imprisoned until he falls asleep and I have to slowly, carefully disintangle myself from him and sneak from the room. It's not easy, and frequently I get caught in the act of fleeing and have to start over.
YUPPING (YUP-ing) v. :
The act of pretending to understand what your yammering 2 year old is trying to say to you.
Ollie has a fantastic mash up of baby words in three different languages, so carrying on a conversation is a bit of a challenge. But not to burst his bubble and to encourage his, I pretend to understand what they're saying and respond. Same applies to Pepi and his new habit of speaking dutch to me. 'Yupping' is very similar to 'smile-and-nodding', used when talking to people in foreign languages.
WHYARRHEA (WHY-uh-ree-uh) n. :
An inquisitive child's string of questions rattled off in rapid-fire succession.
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? I always said I would never answer kids' questions with "just because" but seriously, by the fifth 'Why?' the question their asking requires an answer from a Year 12 biology textbook.
DETASTE (de-TAYST) v. :
To harbour a deep hatred for a food you have never ever tasted.
Introducing new foods to kids is hard. Mostly because, despite never having tried them, they already hate them. Different shaped pasta? Not without a big showdown first. Again, this especially applies when I'm cooking dinner. Note however, that lunchtime is a totally different ballgame, when the kids will sit on my lap and happily eat whatever I've made for my own lunch - often leftovers of whatever they hated last night!
PHANTOMOLITION (fan-tum-o-LISH-un) n. :
When something gets broken, but nobody did it.
Actually, this rarely applies in our house. If you ask Ollie, then Pepi did it. If you ask Pepi, then the cat did it, or more recently, Papa is getting a lot of the blame.
BUNNYCOMB (BUN-ee-comb) v. :
To frantically search the house for your kid's favourite stuffed animal to avoid a meltdown.
Both kids here have one stuffed animal that their whole world revolves around. Its like a part of their body. Only its not attached, so they can lose it. And when they lose it physically, they lose it emotionally as well. So you'd better find that raggedy dirty cloth creature.
STOCKTEASE (STAHK-teez) n. :
A child who lets you buy vast quantities of their favourite food, then immediately decides they don't like it anymore.
The four bags of popcorn crackers in the draw here attest to this. I remember doing this as a kid. However, I also remember referring to my father as a garbage disposal - nothing unwanted ever got wasted in our house!
ADRENELAD (ad-DREN-uh-lad) n. :
A child who will never ever under any circumstances admit that they are tired and ready for bed.
Pepi is like one of those eveready batteries that just keeps going, and going, and going. Bedtime is a battle for five-more-minutes-please. Imagine my surprize when, babysitting a 3-year old girl the other night, she just got up and went to bed when she was tired, ten minutes before her bedtime. Amazing.
KIDDLES (KIDD-uhls) n. :
Crumbs and debris found in the creases of your car's upholstery when you remove your kid's car seat.
Cereal, half-sucked lollipops, snack foods, bits of paper, broken crayons, little lego people...car seats are both awesome at keeping kids safe, and hiding crap for you to discover under a layer of fur much further down the line.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
|Josh and I modeling masks for Elise|
|Audrey, Elise, me and Josh|
|A residential street in Metz|
|Stained glass in the Cathedral|
|Wall near the Cathedral|
|Ikea swedish meatballs and lingonberry juice|
The stores are all really huge, and the layout is quite clever, its like a maze and they make you walk past everything to get whatever you want. Naturally, we went in just to get clotheshangers, and ended up spending 80euros, or $120NZ, between the two of us! They even have a map with a list to fill in and free little pencils at the beginning, so naturally there are now half a dozen Ikea pencils lying around my room! Ikea has a cafeteria inside, and I'd also heard a lot about swedish meatballs, so it was cool to split a meal of meatballs, rice and swedish lingonberry juice.
So, I quite enjoyed Metz, it was good to go somewhere new rather than return to an old haunt, and to stay with locals again, and I think it's a pretty cool city. More photos are here.
Friday, February 10, 2012
|view of Luxembourg from the Mudam|
|Pepi, Dante, Ava and Kerli on the train|
|Pep making music|
|Dante and Pepi making music|
By Tuesday, I'd decided that the snow had cleared enough for me to start running again...so naturally we had another snowfall! So instead, I went to drink a few beers and play some pool with Josh. I used to play a lot in NZ, but I've never been very good and he normally always cleans up, although I sunk my first attempt at a jump shot which I was pretty happy about.
|Part of the Mudam|
Thursday was similarly laid back, I spent most of the day in pursuit of new shoes, eventually giving up on finding women's boots that fit my massive feet and just buying mens shoes instead. I was trying on shoes in the mens department and got told by a sales assistant that I was on the wrong floor, and then got told at the cashier that if I didn't take the boxes with me, I couldn't return them if they didn't fit my boyfriend! Way to rub salt into the wound! And now, after a night out on Thursday and a day with the kids today, I'm off to spent the night in Metz, a city about an hours drive into France.
Monday, February 6, 2012
|The Sphere Room at the Trans Ardentes Festival, Liege, Belgium|
|Josh, me and Naz at Jager night at Scots bar, Luxembourg|
|The ceiling in the Elektropedia room, Les Trans Ardentes festival|
|Lena, me and Josh at Les Trans Ardentes festival, Liege, Belgium|
|Boys Noize at les Trans Ardentes festival in Liege, Belgium|
|Lena and Josh at "the cool bar" in Liege, Belgium|
|Ollie playing dress-ups. Girly or what!|
|city hall buildings, Thionville, France|
|Petrusse Valley, Luxembourg Ville, Luxembourg|
So, not a very interesting blog post I know, I'l do my best to get out and about a bit more in February!
Photos from January are here. I've also just gotten into Twitter in a big way, you can follow me here.