So we have had a number of traumas recently (this is of course after we learned Hana was broken.)
Let’s share.
Fighting
Typical Daddy/Noa fight
- Daddy, I don’t want to play with you all day! I don’t want to sleep with you.
- I’M ANGRY!!!!
- Go to work all Day!
- Me: OK Noa. See ya.
- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
- Go in your room!!! Stay all day and don’t have fun!!
The Moose Incident
A few years ago Toronto ran a moose campaign. Tracy and I watched some really silly lady run face first/full steam into one and get completely floored.
Unfortunately Noa decide to do his best to emulate this.
Noa is running through the mall with Hana’s toy dog trailing behind via leash.
Full speed, looking back, SMACK!
Huge noise, Noa goes flying, EVERYONE in the mall looks over.
Fortunately he wasn’t hurt, but super embarrassed and super shocked.
Ok so I lied. He doesn’t run, he lumbers.
Balcony
I used to wonder how children fell off balconies.
Was using the computer and heard Hana’s tricycle.
All good until I remember that we keep Hana and Noa’s bicycles on the balcony of our 3rd floor apartment.
I open my curtain to see Hana happily sitting in her tricycle wringing the bell.
Apparently Noa let her out on the balcony, closed the window and shut the curtains.
I asked him how Hana got outside and he told me Mommy must have done it.
I am innocent because I am cute.