Twins. Death. Love.
So, remember those two year old twins I posted in the last entry? Well, they have been visiting their grandmother for the last week here in Santiago and guess who has spent every free moment helping her aunt take care of them?...that's right, 'Tia Eugenia' who - sidebar - is an awesome pseudo-aunt.
Anyhoo, because of this fact I am generally exhausted and also my conversations have been pretty much reduced to the following token phrases:
'Don't hit your sister.'
'Don't kick the dog!'
'Come on, eat. Please eat.'
'Don't touch that.'
'You want me to sing to you in english?'
'Stop kicking the dog!'
'Please let your Tia rest for two minutes, for the love of god.'
As you can see, quite fullfilling. It's fun to go out with them in public because people assume they're mine and they give me that 'oh, look at that poor thing. she has twins. she looks tired as all hell' look. and then they give me their seat on the subway/bus which is always awesome. SO, long story short, I love babies I just really really don't want to have any of my own anytime soon, especially because even the smallest possibility of having twins makes me want to cry out in pain. Not physical, although I do have the bruises to prove babies are not all the balls of fluff and love they're made out to be. trust me.
this afternoon we will possibly take them to the zoo, which should be quite an adventure. i shall have the pictures to prove it. more on that after it does/does not happen.
In the meantime, let me tell you that I have discovered two things. One, that the problem with my computer speakers was that I needed to fix the balance in the volume control. Duh. Two, that MacCenter guy really really does love me. Yesterday we had this HILARIOUS email exchange which he, by the way, started that ended with him telling me if I ever need anything he could come over to look at my computer. ...Relax father, brother, mother, I have no intentions of having him come over to look at my computer... but I thought it worth sharing because he really does know infinitely more about me than I do about him. Creepy and yet somehow kind of sweet.
What else?....man, every muscle in my body hurts from playing with these babies and let me tell you that I seem to have 2 year old fever now because I spend ALL day singing children's songs in spanish in my head. This little number is their favorite, it's called 'Los Zapatos de Papa' (excuse the lack of accents. i can't even think to look at the volume control i certainly will not bother with figuring out accents on this keyboard):
Los zapatos de papa son grandes y pesados
Al andar sonando van boom boom boom
Los zapatos de mama tienen grandes tacos
al andar sonando van cli cli cli cli cla
Y los niños chicos
con piernas muy gorditas
corren tras papa y mama
tiki tiki tiki tiki ta
Oh, if you had the melody to that song right now you would hate me soooo much because you would never EVER get it out of your head.
And off I go to the land of the two year olds again.
Will go into exile soon...and start behaving like an adult again.
Loves(Baby loves),
- E
Anyhoo, because of this fact I am generally exhausted and also my conversations have been pretty much reduced to the following token phrases:
'Don't hit your sister.'
'Don't kick the dog!'
'Come on, eat. Please eat.'
'Don't touch that.'
'You want me to sing to you in english?'
'Stop kicking the dog!'
'Please let your Tia rest for two minutes, for the love of god.'
As you can see, quite fullfilling. It's fun to go out with them in public because people assume they're mine and they give me that 'oh, look at that poor thing. she has twins. she looks tired as all hell' look. and then they give me their seat on the subway/bus which is always awesome. SO, long story short, I love babies I just really really don't want to have any of my own anytime soon, especially because even the smallest possibility of having twins makes me want to cry out in pain. Not physical, although I do have the bruises to prove babies are not all the balls of fluff and love they're made out to be. trust me.
this afternoon we will possibly take them to the zoo, which should be quite an adventure. i shall have the pictures to prove it. more on that after it does/does not happen.
In the meantime, let me tell you that I have discovered two things. One, that the problem with my computer speakers was that I needed to fix the balance in the volume control. Duh. Two, that MacCenter guy really really does love me. Yesterday we had this HILARIOUS email exchange which he, by the way, started that ended with him telling me if I ever need anything he could come over to look at my computer. ...Relax father, brother, mother, I have no intentions of having him come over to look at my computer... but I thought it worth sharing because he really does know infinitely more about me than I do about him. Creepy and yet somehow kind of sweet.
What else?....man, every muscle in my body hurts from playing with these babies and let me tell you that I seem to have 2 year old fever now because I spend ALL day singing children's songs in spanish in my head. This little number is their favorite, it's called 'Los Zapatos de Papa' (excuse the lack of accents. i can't even think to look at the volume control i certainly will not bother with figuring out accents on this keyboard):
Los zapatos de papa son grandes y pesados
Al andar sonando van boom boom boom
Los zapatos de mama tienen grandes tacos
al andar sonando van cli cli cli cli cla
Y los niños chicos
con piernas muy gorditas
corren tras papa y mama
tiki tiki tiki tiki ta
Oh, if you had the melody to that song right now you would hate me soooo much because you would never EVER get it out of your head.
And off I go to the land of the two year olds again.
Will go into exile soon...and start behaving like an adult again.
Loves(Baby loves),
- E
posted by Eugenia at 7:37 AM
1 Comments:
It's apple-E and then the letter you want to put an accent on. So apple-E and then A or E, etc.
But you probably already knew that... you were just looking for a reason to call over Luis.
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