Sunday November 21 2010 - Not a very slow Sunday...
Today we were at a children's party. Attila in m's class turned 6 years. His parents thought it was a great opportunity to get to know other moms and dads. So while an entertainer/clown tried to entertain the children, the parents mingled in the kitchen with wine and small sandwiches. The only problem was that the childrens noisy games made any conversation impossible, despite the fact that clown constantly roared and finally lost her temper. I guess she's not used to kids...
Last time we were in such a party, the children had access to a drum set. The drum set is to prefer ...
Now we are back home again in silent and homy atmosphere. Next Sunday it's time for new parties, and the week after again. Sigh. I thought I escaped that kind of events after fleeing from Sweden for twelve years ago.
In sheer despair, I shaved off my hair after we got home. Now I look like an American recruit ... Well, it might grow back ...
Yesterday we walked past the Christmas Market on Vörösmarty tér when we were going to Pomodoro. Little m bought a gingerbread angel. It had no feet. Just a long dress. Then came the question of why angels do not have any feet. I suggested that it could be because they they have wings and therefor did not need feet. Alternatively, we could question m's grandmother, because she is an angel. Little m thought for a moment, and said it was probably a better idea to Google it ... This is how they are, today's children... :-)
X-mas market in Budapest is more about food than anything else...
Last time we were in such a party, the children had access to a drum set. The drum set is to prefer ...
Now we are back home again in silent and homy atmosphere. Next Sunday it's time for new parties, and the week after again. Sigh. I thought I escaped that kind of events after fleeing from Sweden for twelve years ago.
In sheer despair, I shaved off my hair after we got home. Now I look like an American recruit ... Well, it might grow back ...
Yesterday we walked past the Christmas Market on Vörösmarty tér when we were going to Pomodoro. Little m bought a gingerbread angel. It had no feet. Just a long dress. Then came the question of why angels do not have any feet. I suggested that it could be because they they have wings and therefor did not need feet. Alternatively, we could question m's grandmother, because she is an angel. Little m thought for a moment, and said it was probably a better idea to Google it ... This is how they are, today's children... :-)
X-mas market in Budapest is more about food than anything else...
Comments
Postat av: Tuttan
I want to see your bald head!!!!!!!
Postat av: DD
There are no Christmas Markets here..... =(
Postat av: Linda
Hahahahahha, google it?? Hahaha!!! poor angel, what will she do with all the pretty shoes??
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