Daisy decides to spend nearly the entire of the day with her tongue sticking out for some reason. I think she is taking after her Granddad, who sticks his tongue out when he concentrates. She is making more and more talky noises and finding life generally very funny.
We invite Mariet and the kids over while Enrique is away, and think that at last, this time, we are prepared for two-year old Itamar. We buy crayons and big sheets of paper to entertain her.
Mariet arrives and informs us that Enrique is coming for dinner later. He has to eat toast, since we haven’t cooked enough for him (maybe we convinced him it is an English delicacy). It is only after they leave that we realise the crayons weren’t such a good idea after all. Itamar has crayoned all over the fireplace. Our landlord is going to be so pleased.
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