Posts Tagged ‘funny’


April 2, 2012

Tonight over dinner we mentioned something that happened when Pearl was three.

“Mummy!” exclaimed Babess.  “When Pearl was only three, I was a little born baby!”

“Ahhh, no, you weren’t sweetie.  You weren’t born until Pearl was six.  Even Fainjin wasn’t a little baby when Pearl was three.”

She furrowed her brow.  “Was I in your tummy?”

“No, you weren’t even in my tummy.”

“Wha…?! Did I just appear?!”

While we smiled and tried to come up with an answer to that, Fainjin helpfully chimed in, “We weren’t even babies!”

Then as we started to agree with him, he went on, “We were grown-ups.”

© UpsideBackwards 2012.

Reading, one letter at a time

March 30, 2012

Most nights, Babess takes a pile of books to bed with her.   I go in after she has fallen asleep and gently remove them from under her head, arms, legs, or wherever.  She usually looks at the pictures and tells herself stories about them as she is settling in for the night.

Tonight she decided to “read”.  I was sitting on the couch when I heard her call out, “Mum, what’s the letter after the C? Is it H or U?”

Since I couldn’t see the book, and had no idea what word she was looking at, I was at a loss.  I went to her bedroom door and took a peek at the book.   Then I went back to the couch and tried to watch TV.

“It’s an H.”

“Oh, thanks.  H.  E… E… what’s this one after the Es?”

“It’s a K.”

“K.  Ok.  What’s after the K?”


“Because I’m reading!  What’s this letter after the K?”

“It’s a Y.”

“Oooooh.  Y.  K… are these zeroes or Os?”

I had given up on TV now, this was much more entertaining.  “They’re Os.”

“Thanks!  And what’s after that?”

“It’s another K.”

“And is this one a A or a 6?”

“It’s A.”

“A, B, U… what’s after the U?”


“R, R, A, S!” such triumph.

I expected her to demand to know what she had just spelt out, but I think the effort of identifying all the letters had worn her out.  We’ll have to read about the cheeky kookaburras another night.

© UpsideBackwards 2012.


Good kids

March 24, 2012

Question of the day, from Fainjin:

Mummy, do octopuses have knees?

I had a lot of firewood to stack today.  Babess was keen to help.  I didn’t think she’d last long  – she was already overtired.  But she appeared in gumboots and stomped outside with me.  She looked like a little pioneer girl in her boots and long dress!  She worked solidly with me for about an hour, carrying smaller and lighter pieces of wood and stacking them up, hardly bothered by the creepy-crawlies that scurried away as we disturbed the pile.  Pearl helped too, but not for as long.  What a little trouper!

Pearl has been really helpful this week.  There was one day where she didn’t do any of her “assigned jobs”… but she did get up and moving immediately that morning, helped the little ones get dressed, breakfasted and ready for school, then after dinner that evening she organised them into pyjamas and when I went to check on them and read them a story, she was already reading to them!

I gave her a pass on the other jobs.

© UpsideBackwards 2012.

True to label

March 22, 2012

We give Fainjin an iron supplement each day at the moment.  It is cherry-flavoured, and the bottle comes in a box with a picture of a giraffe on it.

As he was taking it one morning, one of his sisters asked him what it tasted like.

There was a pause while he swallowed, then he said, “Like giraffes.”

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Thank you

February 19, 2012

“Mum, what can I do?” asked Fainjin yesterday morning.  Meaning, of course, “Can I please watch TV?”

“Ummm,” I replied, trying to think of a non-electronic entertainment.  “Tidy your room, play with your Lego, read a book…”

He regarded me steadily.

“… write a letter?”

“Oooh!  A thank you letter!  On the Peter Rabbit paper!”

I blinked at the enthusiam, but got the paper for him.  He recently received a belated birthday present from an aunt and uncle.  Lego, of course, which he loves as passionately as all his other Lego.

I started to write the letter for him.  He is still at the stage of dictating the words, then writing his name and drawing a picture at the bottom.

“Dear Uncle & Auntie, Thank you for the Lego! I really really love it!  Please can you send some more?  I like the forest fire-engine in the big box.”

“Um, it’s not really polite to ask for more presents in your thank-you letter, actually.  You might just have to wait for Christmas now, I think.”

“Oh.” He was quite disappointed, but didn’t protest and drew a picture happily enough.

© UpsideBackwards 2012.

Sleepover success

January 23, 2012

Babess & Fainjin enjoyed their sleepover very much indeed.  They loved all the attention from their cousins and adored Auntie B, and spent their time playing with new-to-them toys to their hearts’ content.

I understand they were well-behaved and slept well, settling easily at nights (having big cousins reading several stories in bed helped, I’m sure).

But when it was time to come home, they were less than enthusiastic.

“I don’t want to go home,” said Babess, doing her sad face.

“But Mummy and Daddy will miss you!” replied Auntie B.

“They won’t miss me if I stay here five nights,” Babess asserted.

“How many nights have you had already?”


“So how many more would you want?”

“Five more.”  Babess is already adept at manipulating numbers to her own ends.

“Oh, they would miss you.”

“No, they won’t miss me.  But I will miss the trampoline…”

So nice to know where we come in the ranks of her affection!

© UpsideBackwards 2012.

Just a quick stay

January 20, 2012

Fainjin and Babess have gone for a sleep-over with The Fabulous Auntie B.  They will be away three nights, and it’s their first sleep-over.  Or maybe Fainjin’s second… I think he might have had a sleep-over there the night Babess was born.

They have been very excited and looking forward to it, and I’m told they have been very good this evening and have enjoyed having their older cousins teach them dances and read stories to them.

This afternoon, when The Fabulous Auntie B came to pick them up, one of the cousins scooped up Babess and said excitedly, “Do you know where you’re going?!”

Babess widened her eyes and said “Yes!  I’m gon’ stay at your house for threeeeeeee” – she held up three fingers – “… minutes!”

© UpsideBackwards 2012.

It’s all in the marketing

January 18, 2012

The Dad: “Babess, would you like to try some of this yummy pide that Mummy made?”

Babess: “Naaaaah.”

The Dad: “Um, how about some special pizza?”

Babess (excitedly): “Yeah!”

And that is how Babess came to eat pide (Turkish pizza) for dinner.

© UpsideBackwards 2012.

Crafty kid

December 23, 2011

Fainjin finally got to go along to the craft holiday programme today.  He has been looking forward to it for ages – I wrote about it here in July.  Amazingly, today he started off by saying he wanted to make a rabbit for Babess – I hadn’t realised until just now that this was such a long-held ambition!

However, today’s workshops were not about making bunnies, it’s the wrong time of year for that.  Instead, they were making their own stamps this morning, and using those to make gift tags and wrapping paper.  In the afternoon, they made peace doves to hang on the Christmas tree.

So at the start of the day, everyone sat down with paper and pencil to design their stamps.  “Draw Christmas pictures you’d like to make stamps from” came the encouragement.  Fainjin drew a snowman (or possibly Father Christmas, it was hard to tell and I didn’t ask just then), and a car.  Then he started another little picture.

“This one is a toilet,” he informed us, with a cheeky grin on his face.

Ah, four-year-old (nearly five-year-old) boys!

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Seriously funny

December 21, 2011

This morning Babess chose to wear her favourite pink leather tooled cowgirl boots.  They are very cute.  She was running around the house, and suddenly stopped.

“Hey! Mum!”

“Yes, Babess?”

“My boots are making noise, see?” and she stomped heavily on the floor.  I agreed that her boots were indeed making noise, and she stomped rapidly up and down, enjoying the thumps she was making.

“I’m just like a ballerina!” she enthused.

Perhaps she has noticed how noisy those pointe shoes can be?

Around the same time, Fainjin came giggling into the room.  “Mummy, I fell into the toilet!”

He didn’t look too wet or too distressed, so I wasn’t too worried.  “Are you hurt, did you get wet?”

“No!  Hahahaha!  Just my foot…” he was grinning wildly.

His foot?  I decided not to enquire further.  There are some things it’s better not to know.  Babess was concerned though.

“Fainjin… did you flush you?”

He smiled reassuringly at her, so young and so naive, all of 17 months younger than big brother.

“No, I didn’t flush me.”

© UpsideBackwards 2011.


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