Tuesday, November 28

PMS Survival Guide

A must for all men out there!

Sunday, November 26

The Gandhi Tantrum












Whenever this 22 month old cutie above doesn’t agree with MY rules she just drops to the ground and sits or lies there. Apparently, waiting for me to change my mind. No fuss, no shouting. She just sits there. And I have to drag her. I call it the Gandhi Tantrum. Non cooperation is the strongest form of protest, I’m sure. It must be exhausting to fight someone who isn’t even willing to fight, to begin with. I know, trust me. At times, I’ve felt like those British in India. You have to COME HERE!. Nothing. She’s not interested so She waits. Patiently. Until my little empire falls apart and she can build her little Republic.

Saturday, November 25

It's MINE!!

My 4 year old went to some theater yesterday with her class at school and watched a play called “It’s mine”. The plot: Two brothers/sisters who refuse to share toys and fight all the time. PURE FICTION, as you can see. In the end, they all learn to share. At home, I realized the message had not sunk in.
So strange. We have this obsession with telling kids how important it is to share whatever they have, but as adults, we find it almost impossible. We like to stick to OUR things. We pretend we like to share.

-“Can I borrow that book?”
-“Sure!” (just make sure you give it back to me soon...)
-“You were not planning to read it right now?”
-“Oh, no, I have plenty of books to read...!” (actually, now that you have it, I’m finding it more and more interesting)

Now that I think of it, my father is this type of man. He seems to find the most interesting side to something WHEN you get your hands on it. Until then, that precious object could just be collecting dust, but now that you have it in your hands and start showing interest, it suddenly becomes precious. Childs act like that too (sorry, dad).
Child 1 has a ball. Nobody pays attention. He drops it.
Child 1 has a ball. Child 2 looks interested. He’ll never let go.
I guess the bottomline is: what’s the point of having something nobody wants? It’s probably not that good, right? But if YOU want it, it MUST be interesting.

Friday, November 24

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Thursday, November 23

Today I only feel like shouting, so with all due respect...


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Tuesday, November 21

Forgetful mom


My mother is quite a forgetful woman (And I think I may have inherited that). Three years ago She gave me this ring for my birthday. Nice, very nice. Gold, with my name on it. Thank you mom. Now, two years ago she gave me the exact same ring.

-Err... mom??
-What? Don't you like it?
-Yes, yes... sure... it's nice...
-So??
-Nothing, last year was also nice!


Also, not long ago, She gave me this bracelet with my age on it. She was quite enthusiastic: "I thought we could add a number each year, it would look so nice, don't you think?"

NO, I DON'T THINK SO. Mom, once you get to 30, you don't want to be reminded each year how old you are. And, people would know just looking at my wrist!!!!: "Hey, Nuri, you have more rings on your bracelet every year, must be getting old!!"

No, thanks. Really.

PD: Have you ever flirted with the "Delete this blog" button?

Monday, November 13

Cultural alliance anyone?

Is there hope in iniciatives such as this?
When Spain's prime minister, Zapatero, called for this cultural alliance, two years ago,
he was labelled all sort of things. Pacifist doesn't seem to be a nice word. He was nicknamed "Bambi" by his detractors. The idea behind this is that our enemy is not Islam, it's unresolved conflicts and western endless intervention in the Middle East.
Do you think it's naive?

Tuesday, November 7

Hero of Islam?


These women, at a demonstration in Pakistan, are holding this sign that reads "Saddam, hero of Islam". Can anyone tell me why Saddam might be considered a hero of Islam, please?

Is this a sign?


Two days ago I was driving and when I stopped at a traffic light, this bird perched at my rearview mirror. It kept trying to get in the car, and eventually flew away when the light was green and I drove away. Yesterday exactly the same thing happened. The same bird, or a close relative. And it's not that there's a lot of those birds around, in fact, I had never seen one of those, and I use that road quite often. If I believed in reincarnation, I'd think my grandmother or my aunt are trying to tell me something!

Saturday, November 4

Planes and kids


Travelling with a 4 year old who is on a plane for the first time in her life might not be the best idea if you’re afraid of flying.

-Can I roll down the window? (Don’t even try!)
-Why are the clouds beneath us?
-Why did the plane stop? (We’re still flying sweetheart, if the plane stopped we’d be marmalade)
-What’s this man doing, why is he crawling on the floor? (watching safety instructions)… er…this means you’re not supposed to crawl on the floor.
-Will we go down this slide? (safety instructions again)… I hope not…
-Why are people clapping? (when landed)… they're glad we didn't crash!!!!