I have no time to tackle anything right now, or rather to post about it.
Suffice to say that I am busy reorganizing my kitchen cupboards to take account of a couple of changes.
One change is that we have my "Mother in Law" living with us, a person of diminished stature.
The other change is that the boys’ stature appears to have grown exponentially the last few weeks. Not only have they grown in height but they have more than mastered self help by clambouring up onto the counters to retrieve something out of reach. I wish to avoid another new exchange. All exchanges are conducted at 50 decibels because Nonna frequently forgets her hearing aid. The new exchange is where Nonna yells at my son to get down and he yells back that he is actually helping.
“Get down from dere you little monkey!”
“I be help you big monkey!”
p.s. Please note, as my son pointed out, "Nonna" does not really look like a curly frog. What can I say, I was in a hurry!
And don't forget to add your name to the "book giveaway," and spare a moment for "Nonna."