Flying with children

We tend to avoid going through security instructions when flying. we see the leaflet, we kind of hide it someplace. We're not going to need it, right? Bad things only happen to other people, everybody knows that. But, on our trip to Austria, security instructions on the plane were posted literally on the back of the seat right in front of us. No hiding, no avoiding. And, we had two curious kids sitting with us.

-Mom, why is this man crawling like a baby?
-mmm... He probably lost something on the floor, he's trying to find it...

-Why does he have a mask?
-mmm... in case he feels sick
-Why would he feel sick? I never wear a mask when I feel sick



-What's this slide? Are we going to use it?
-No, it's just in case the plane has to land on water
-Oh, planes can land on water?
-Yes... (bullshit)
-Will we land on water?
I hope NOT.
-Mom, the woman on the slide has no shoes on.
-Really?
-Yes, why?
-Because shoe heels could pierce the slide



-But... why not glasses?
-mmm.... she'll hurt herself if she uses the slide with glasses on.
-But the earrings??
.....
-And what's the man doing?
-Just resting sweety.



-Why are the clouds beneath us?
Don't remind me, please, humans are not meant to fly, otherwise we'd have developed feathers by now. It's like having a fish learn how to drive!!!

When she's tired of security instructions she walks to the front part of the plane and comes back with a look of surprise:
-Mom!
-What happened?
-Nobody is driving this plane!!

Much better than expected

Whatever I expected from this holidays has been surpassed, by far... the first two days in Viena were fantastic: great sigthseeing, superb parks for children and adults and good food. Just an hour ago we arrived at the next destination, a quiet little town in the mountains, with so many things to do. I don´t think we´ll need to get out at all, the house and surroundings are so good!

Nervous, restless, excited...

One thing is to plan something and another to actually go ahead with it. the more I come close to my goal of studying for the next three years (because I plan a career change in the future) the less sleep I get! It's almost done now, just formalities ahead. My boss wasn't so thrilled. He suggested I work less hours. I'll do that, but it's going to be rough on our pockets too (we can't have everything can we? ;-)
My co-workers weren't so supportive. They made all sorts of questions, but mostly just looked at me like I've lost my mind. Not that I really blame them. I have two small children, a job and a husband with an epileptic disorder. It's easy to get used to good times, he's been free of seizures for eight months and we're hoping it will stay that way but I'm also hoping our new situation doesn't take a toll on him... but we've talked about it and he says I should at least try. Through all this I've realised once more that my husband is also my best friend. It may sound corny, but it's just the way it is.
By the way, we're going on a trip to Austria this afternoon, if you don't hear from me for the next days it's just that I don't have the time to blog from our destination! I'll try, though...

Take care, all of you!

I don't like parties

Well, most parties. It's my nephew's birthday. There are about 20 people, most of them adults, friends of my brother and SIL's relatives. It's been more than three hours since it started, more than enough for me...

btw, I've been accepted at our university! I'm so excited. I'll talk to my boss tomorrow to tell him about my studying plans. Hope he doesn't object. Most of my classes will be in the morning, which is when I'm working, but I can make up for lost time at home.

Dear brother

Pau (3 years old) comes to play with my daughters (3 and 5) because his mom (J) and dad (my brother) are busy working. They play all afternoon, hubby is watching the Tour de France on tv, I'm reading. Sometimes we check on the kids, they just run around the house playing games, dressing up, stuff like that. We hear Pau crying. His nose is bleeding, which is not unusual for him. The bleeding stops, the kid just forgets... we agree to tell his mom but not make a fuss, we know both his mom and my brother tend to worry too much. However, when Pau's mom (J) comes to pick him up, Alicia blurts out "J, Pau's nose was bleeding soooo much, the blood was running down his lips, on his chin!! Soo much blood" She's exagerating, we know it, J knows it, when they see so much as a drop of blood my children get all excited.
The day after the "incident" I go see my brother.

Me -hi
B -hi. Did you see where Pau hit his nose yesterday?
Me -No, I was reading, maybe he didn't even hit his nose...
B -We'll check with the pediatrician, because he had some breathing difficulty...
Me -Really? It didn't seem like a big deal...
B -Yes, and he has a bruise too.
Me -A bruise? (I'm beginning to sound alarmed)
B -Yes... well, not much, just a little...
Me -Are you sure it's worth a visit to the pedi?
B -Yes. So you didn't see?
Me -No, you know I'm not constantly over them...
B -I know, I don't like people who are all the time on their back, but I don't like it when people never check up on kids when they're playing...
Me -Oh, that would be me? (why do I ask, I know the answer??)
B -Yes. You're so relaxed. Your husband keeps a better eye on children, doesn't he?
Me -You mean he's a better father. (I'm beginning to sound irritated)
B -No, I didn't say that. But you could check on the kids
Me -I did. Just not every two minutes.

Needless to say, the conversation didn't end so well. Maybe I should have watched over them more. They say there are no perfect parents, but maybe some are more perfect than others. I feel hurt. Even if there's some truth in my brothers words. It's a silly argument, I know... but this is not the first time he does that to me... In his eyes, I neglect my daughters. And it hurts.

School again...?

I've been thinking a lot lately about my going back to University... I will know on the 16th if I'm admitted. And then... I'll have to talk to my boss, because all classes are in the morning which is when I'm working, but since all I do can be done from home, I'm hoping he'll agree to let me work in the afternoon/evening/night from home to make up for lost time in the morning. The good thing about my workplace right now is flexibility. So I don't think he'll say no. But, once he says yes I'll have a hard year ahead: classes in the morning, work, pick up the girls from school, take them to swimming, home, dinner and work from home. Study. And exams from time to time. I applied for a degree to teach Englisn in primary school (kids from 6 to 12 years old). It will certainly be a change... but we only live once, and I don't want to see myself working in the same place all my life... If I don't do this now, I feel I'll always regret it. That I never had the guts to try... What do you think?

If you're reading this (or any other post) and see grammatical/spelling mistakes, don't hesitate to tell me!

Toy soldiers

We went to see an exhibit of toy soldiers and other modeling stuff, such as submarines, warcraft and fantasy figures.
Do you have any idea what the german and the American soldier are talking about on this scene? Looks like the German soldier is complaining about the time because the American one is about to glance at his watch?? Caption ideas, anyone?

Alicia

We went to the swimming pool with family. I caught Alicia in this picture eyeing one of her uncles suspiciously... the one she doesn't like at all. Whenever he's around she feels this need to control where he is. He hardly ever says a word, keeps quiet... not a good pair.

More beach days

"I'd rather go back to the beach"

You've seen this photograph before, but my father made me reshape it. Says it looks much better like this... I agree

Castles in the sand