Friday, January 12, 2007

Sing to me, dreamer

I went in, to H & K, over an hour after they went to bed and told them that they had to stay in their own beds, lie down and not talk.

Now they are singing.

3 comments:

JK said...

amThe devil is in the details... Heh... they are smart cookies. N and K do this to me (not necessarily singing but getting around what I said by just doing THE SPECIFIC of what I said...)

Once, we told N that she couldn't tape things to the windows or the walls... Okay...

The next day she GLUED things to the windows and walls.

Heh.

Karen said...

Hmmm... a bright future in defence law, PR for dodgy corporations, or politics?(-: (though not sure if those are compatible with digger driving)

Karen said...

P.S. They are building a new glasshouse by our back carpark at work... by the time we leave creche in the afternoon, the carpark is almost empty giving us a grandstand view. The digger driver is aware of his audience... yesterday he twirled the digger for some other crecehe kids (to whose mother I recommended this treat, having partaken of it the day before), and stopped scraping and did some extra digging for J. He also waved to us. Pretty cool, huh?! I wonder what he'll do today.