Monday, March 22, 2010

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War of the Worlds

Yesterday afternoon we were with friends and their babies in a center of activities for children. It 's a wonderful center with several rooms where you can make all kinds of activities: painting, drawing, construction, costumes, working with clay and wood, make their own stuffed animals, etc..
Children are free to move from one room to another as and when they want and get help if they want, the leaders available. One child ran from one activity to another with the joy of a thirsty man who discovered pools of water in the desert.
The event theme was "China." Entrance has received a huge dragon of paper followed by a colorful wooden puzzle with all the provinces of China to put in place.
Next to the cafe / bar, there was a whole room full of toys of Chinese wood checkers, puzzles crocodiles, monkeys, elephants and kites. One son was ecstatic. It 'the only family that loves to do puzzles. For him there's nothing like finally find the piece that fits in perfectly into the gap. I do not know who took this passion, but it is a pleasure to see him concentrate on study forms. And there almost always guesses!
In a corner of the room, was recreated a Chinese garden with lots of bonsai plants. In the garden a gentle flowing river that flows into a tranquil lake on which float two fishing boats of clay. Around the pond, the green meadow, there are statues of monks who read or write, and various temples all colored blue and white. Two white cranes complete the picture.
The kingdom of peace.
Only Child has decided that this was his favorite game.
I had to take a boat and he the other.
After that he settled all the temples and cranes from his side of the table and then he said: "These are all my robot. Now beat it because you shoot at: boom, boom, boom. I got you! You have to fall in the lake and then splash up to the ceiling. Bum, bum, bum. "
Ah, there's nothing like a beautiful Zen garden to relax!

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Long live the sedentary office work

And we finally moved. The renovations are finally finished. Oh, over, over your no: no one here skirting, a cable, there are no chandeliers, no curtains. We no longer have to put furniture in the living room because we gave everything. All our Ikea furniture is gone ... and now we have finished the work and no longer have any money now or include new ... Ikea.
We have moved from a house on three floors in a house on three floors plus basement. You know what that means? We brought crates and boxes, furniture, towels, clothes and miscellaneous items from the third floor of the house rented to a third of our house. And this over and over and over and over again.
I feel like I've finished running the marathon: I can not bend his legs and arm muscles have atrophied. Not to mention that back in force to raise and set back down pounds of stuff is a bit 'incriccata.
From this experience I learned two things, or rather three: 1. removals should organize them a bit 'better and not just throw everything in boxes, 2. those who do manual labor becomes a big bunch! 3. It 'better to re-start doing a little' sports.
I've never been so 'happy to go to work. My
good job where I'm sitting for 8 hours to write al computer e fare telefonate. Il massimo dello sforzo è la camminata dalla scrivania alla macchinetta del caffè.
Che bello!

Friday, March 12, 2010

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The geography of an only child

Figlio Unico è estremamente interessato a due giorni della settimana: quelli in cui non si va a scuola.
Questa mattina discutevamo di tutte le cose che possiamo fare insieme questo fine settimana e io gli ho spiegato che purtroppo devo partire domenica mattina per andare via per lavoro.
“E dove vai?” mi ha chiesto Figlio Unico.
“In America”.
“In America ci sono tanti missili e tantissimi soldati”, ha sentenziato Figlio Unico.
“Dove hai sentito una cosa del genere? Alla TV?”.
“No, I got so '. " Geography
second only child. In Italy
living grandparents and uncle Tato Biting and Jack, the dog undisciplined grandparents. In Italy people speak Italian. In England they live
Grand Dad and Granny and Auntie Helen. Our friend Thomas lives in London, where, when the wind blows from the east, also comes Mary Poppins who likes to go for a walk on the roofs of the city. In England we speak English. In France there
Paris where he lives and where the rat Ratatouille French spoken.
We live in Belgium, in Brussels, where French is spoken, even if we are not in France, although we are not the Dutch in the Netherlands and Germany even though we are not in Germany.
When you live in a country so ', la geografia degli altri stati è una bazzecola!