Child plays While the little man and the big man are fooling around in the living room (you can see our motor skills board there by the way )…
12 of 12 – April 2017 – Dad and son fooling around
… I get to work. It’s good when Dad is Child plays here, I think.
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But after a short while, my type is needed. The little man wants to Child plays be breastfed. But because I want to cook, I put the little man on his little ladder as usual. He climbs up and drinks, and I can cook in the meantime. You have to have ideas.
Meanwhile Dad takes down the numerous painted pictures from the walls
They are then scanned and then thrown away. I just don’t want to keep them and have them lying around everywhere, gathering dust. At least by scanning them, I don’t have such a bad conscience when I throw them away.
12 of 12 – April 2017 – painted pictures are scanned
And at some point, the standing in the kitchen is over and we stuff ourselves. The little man then gave the breaded cauliflower the wonderful name “fat slobbers”. All right. But the fat slobbers were really delicious! The recipe will follow shortly.
12 of 12 – April 2017 – breaded cauliflower
Anja is coming!
At 3 p.m. sharp, my sister comes to babysit. The little man can hardly wait to take her over. She hasn’t even taken off her shoes when she’s already shouting “Anja, get going!” And before you know it, the two of them have disappeared into the children’s room and are repairing the broken cars.
Now that we have so much free time, we don’t know what to do first.
I know I shouldn’t have done this, but I’m going to tackle the pakistan mobile database kitchen, which looks like a battlefield after cooking.
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The kitchen looks chic again
12 of 12 – April 2017 – clean kitchen
Now I want to leave. Take a broken screen to the Marzahn recycling center . Then get the glue for the remaining Easter presents. And then go shopping. The little man would really like to come with me, but after lots of hugs, carrying, roland long kissing and convincing him of Anja’s presence, it’s OK for him to stay.
So I’ll have to hurry. When I get there, I’m sure I’ll be able to finish my post.
But when I get home, the first thing to do is cuddle, kiss, read a betting email list book (book? Books! Lots of them) and breastfeed. My sister says goodbye. Already? I look at the clock… Oh dear! Already 6 p.m.?? How could that be… but… I still wanted to… “Mommy, read?” I hear my son ask in an angelic voice. “Sure. Which one would you like?”
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At some point, however, it really is time to eat dinner. The little man hasn’t had a nap. On the one hand, that means I won’t have any trouble putting him to bed later. On the other hand, it means I have to get going. Otherwise, he’ll fall asleep on my lap like he did yesterday during dinner.
So we eat the rest of the cauliflower with some salad and vegetables. Then we brush our teeth, which took a little longer today because the little man didn’t feel like it. But we finally managed it when dad wanted to push his way to the front and brush his teeth first.
