Both translators had to translate, so Granny stepped into the breach and came over for the day to keep MightyShark on the straight and narrow, whilst Twinkletoes spent all day doing Bikeability. Hooray for Granny! There was a trip to the market and MightyShark came back with a new Hot Wheels car, with which he is very pleased. Granny brought raspberries and ice cream for lunch time pudding and everyone was much strengthened by the lunch she cooked. And then Granny and MS made scones (none left now).
Before he went to bed, MS informed me that I have to spend "alot of time hoovering up" tomorrow, as his friend O. is coming for a sleepover on Friday and everything must be tidy. I feel that the time has clearly arrived for MightyShark's first hoovering tutorial...
O. and his family only live over the road, which is just as well, as O's mum thinks it slightly unlikely that he will actually make it through the night at our house, so we may end up having to return him at midnight. I don't know what MightyShark has told him about what we usually have for breakfast, but O. has also said that he is bringing his own rice crispies.
What, 3 days without a post? How can you leave your public on tentacles like that? Has everyone exploded from eating too many scones? Has MightyShark been swallowed by the hoover? Did O. make it through the night? What did he think about the fact that he didn't have a nickname? Or is he a post-modern minimalist for whom "O." is a symbol of the emptiness and finite nature of existence in a world that values Bruce Forsyth above all gods? And did he share his rice crispies? For it is only in the sharing of crispy breakfast goods that we can stare each other blearily in the face and take courage for the water fight that is to follow. Please tell us all.
ReplyDeleteWeeell - we didn't explode from eating too many scones, although it was a close-run thing. MightyShark was very miffed when I hoovered again yesterday, because "I hoovered on Thursday, so it should still be clean". Ha! At least he can no longer claim that he "doesn't know how to hoover".
ReplyDeleteO. made it through the night last night, although he insisted on sleeping in MightyShark's bed, as he felt that the air mattress was incorrectly positioned (sadly not much choice given the lack of space) and he "might hit his head on the wall". So MS had to have the air mattress. And he hit his head on the wall instead. O. did indeed turn up with a carefully cling-filmed bowl of his own breakfast, but in the event decided that our outrageously over-sugared multigrain boulders looked tastier. So we were able to return him home this morning with his cling-filmed bowl still intact.
No waterfight today, as I have to work again (boo - and yet not boo, because it's all money...) and so the lovely Adonis has taken twinkle and mighty out for hot chocolate and then to the library. Possibly not the most exciting day of the holidays...