Wednesday, August 27, 2014

dinner is served

If one were to picture a grand restaurant with chandeliers and impeccably dressed waiters serving delicacies to diners armed with an array of fancy cutlery to enjoy the culinary delights prepared by the finest chefs, then that would be the scene I would like you to imagine is the typical dinner setting in the tummy mountain homestead.

Tonight (if we were to replace that idea with reality) I served last nights left-over Spaghetti Bolognese whilst the little ones attempted (with varying degrees of success) to tie their tongues up with strands of spaghetti while rushing backwards and forwards to the bathroom to look in the mirror at their tongues and laugh and spit the food out in the bathroom, then to return to the table to do it all again.

At least I was able to make witty puns about being tongue tied.

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Tuesday, August 19, 2014

tears

There were tears today in the tummy mountain household. Wee Tiny was upset as the Tooth Fairy forgot to come. Let me assure everyone that has never happened before.

Wee Tiny had been very careful with the tooth - putting it in a little hand-sewn tooth pocket that Wee Small made for her.

Wee Small made Wee Tiny the pocket as last time Wee Tiny had a tooth fall out she kept it really safe - but not under her pillow as you would expect. She kept it really safe under the bathroom door.

When the bathroom door opened it dragged the tooth along making a piercing scratching noise before shattering the tooth into tiny pieces. There were tears that day too.

I am sure the Tooth Fairy is quite upset that she forgot and will be back tonight. I am really sure of that.

Friday, August 1, 2014

tummy mountain - always the home of the latest in ground breaking technology.

The little ones are very current with their grasp of technology here on tummy mountain. They have abandoned those silly old fashioned string and tin can telephones for the latest in consumer technologies.

I must say that most of the little ones were quite content with the string and tin cans, but The Small One (who is always ready to help others do things her way) convinced them that they needed a better connection. This lead to plastic buckets connected by rope.

I can only suppose that this is their equivalent of upgrading to high speed broadband.

After the rope and buckets were tied together  I asked them how they were going with connecting to the internet. As we were in the garden most of them just looked about at the trees and the ground. They were not too sure where the internet actually is.

Then The Small One said

"Once I had a dream I went to the internet. It was up in the clouds."

With that hard question solved the little ones were now doing the seemingly easy task of connecting their bucket-phone to the sky.

Even on tummy mountain we feel the relentless march of progress.


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