BC

There are times when my kids drive me crazy, but most of the time I love them to bits.

On Sunday morning Bruno and I stumbled bleary-eyed downstairs to find that Max had set the table for breakfast, all by himself and of his own volition, with cups and saucers and glasses and plates and even the bread board, bread knife and loaf of bread! I was so impressed. And then after breakfast he got dressed, brushed his teeth and made his bed. !!!! Aliens, I would like my real child back now please, it was cute for a day but now it's kind of scary.

Now all we have to do is teach him how to make coffee and pancakes and then all of a sudden our weekends will be just like the old days, ie, BC (Before Children).

Now that Max can read and write (of course he is better at German, but his english reading and writing is not too bad either), when he wants our attention for something (or to complain about something, more usually) he will yell out 'M-U-M-M-Y!' or 'D-A-D-D-Y!'. That's funnier than it sounds, believe me. I have to praise him for such good verbal usage, it's very emphatic.

In other news, well, there's not much other 'noteworthy' news other than the usual. We are having a series of parties at our house, which are lots of fun. There are lots of events planned for the next few months, weeks away, segregated weekends away (women off to Prague, the boys off to do one of these roads), garage sales, work plans, visitors (can't wait to see you mum and dad!) and so on. Life is busy but good.

I can't wait for springtime proper, I feel the need to be out and about.