Easter

Week 39 started. All kids are on Easter holidays expanding over three weeks due to different school systems, hallelujah. How did we get organised?  Eldest one preferred to have first week of holiday at home with mom. Fare enough before the arrival of the new baby. Despite the terrible weather, we had great time doing arts, going for walks and reading together lots. Second week both older girls are at a close by camps: music and circus! They both love it and come home full of positive energy and stories of new friends, end of week shows etc. As usual,  I get detailed instructions on what to pack for lunch, so far I have completed the task with success. I am relieved and happy. And my little boy takes the full advantage of being at home with me requiring 100% attention and not taking naps in the afternoon. He has proven to be quite inventive - finding keys to open the gate, climbing on trash cans to get candies, sugar, cookies.. stealing older sisters' treasures and keys to locked cupboards while forgetting to go to toilet on time :D I try to remind myself of the exclusivity of this precious time and put aside my remaining to-do lists, competition preparations, garden planning..
Fortunately the medical check today went very well and our baby is doing well. To celebrate the good news I already packed my labor CD: all three children have been born along the waves of Autumn in Seattle compilation - my rare (only) lucky amulet. Baby girl you are welcome to join us!

Between sisters

The persistent spring flue still lingering around, it has been such delight to witness my two girls discussions this week..

From gay marriages to Oedipus complex

- 5-year old: "You know, I really love my friend Terka. I think I will marry her."
- 8 -year old: "Oh no, you two can't get married!"
- 5-year old: "Why not??"
- 8-year old: "Two girls can't get married"
- 5 -year old: "Says who? I will!"
- 8-year old: "Well, anyways you wouldn't be able to have babies.."
- 5-year old (reflecting in silence)
Later the same day
- 5-year old: "Daddy, I love you so much. I think I will marry you."


Beaches and Peaches 

- 8 year old: "Mom, what does Beach mean?"
- "It means "ranta" in English honey.
- 8 - year old (not looking convinced): "Why would the boy talk to me about beaches.."
- "Maybe he meant "peaches", which means "persikka". It depends on the context, explain the situation"
My husband now raises his eye browns and gazes at me meaningfully, but I am oblivious.
- 8 - year old: "Well, he pushed me at school at the door way and yelled "Oh you B*ch".
-"***"
-8 - year old continues: "But Emma said the same thing, it probably means Beaches or Peaches.."