Car Sickness

It stinks. It really stinks. The car and the fact that I have to clean it up.

The eldest child was sick in the car. Not just a little bit but lots. Think the Exorcist. The poor child was so stoical through it all and never complained. Her sister on the other hand screamed her head of. "Mummy! It's disgusting! It smells! She up throwed over my book!" I was well aware of the first two points. Breakfast had been rice crispies and a large glass of milk. Now it was decorating the back seat of the car and the child.

Our trip out the Oxford was cut short or rather abandoned. My first born was cleaned up successfully, as were my clothes, her sister's book, the booster seat and the floor mats. Now I have the rest of the car to do.

Mr Yoastie is away with a large time difference, so can't be relied upon to lend me a sympathetic ear. I called my mother. Helpfulness personified she reassured me that it is really hard to get vomit out of the door handles and window buttons. She was speaking from experience. Oh, cheers Mum. I will have to do my best.

It still stinks though.

The car now smells of washing powder, with sour notes. I think I may have to seek professional help.

Orthoptist

The little Yoasties have squints. This means they have to wear glasses. The squint isn't too bad when they wear their glasses but without it one eye looks at the nose and the other at you. As a result of this we have to got to the hospital on a regular basis to have their eyes checked and monitored.

Going to hospital involves two adults. I can not take both Yoasties on my own as CS will answer for CE therefore rendering test results useless. Normally my father comes along to wait with one child as I take in the other. This time Oma went along. She was informed that frankly Opa is more fun. Well that is because Opas and Papas are there for fun. Omas and Mamas need to make sure there is some form of child rearing. Well that was Oma's explanation and I think she is probably right.

Once home Mr Yoastie arrived from work and wanted to know how our day had been. "Lemony had her hair different today! Normally she wears it up but today it was loose and it is really long and brown." informed CS
"I know they have strange names at your school but who on earth calls their child Lemony?"
"She is not a child. She is the orthoptist lady at the hospital." rolling eyes of disbelieve at her farther that he could be so silly.
Well she is really called Melanie. I tried to correct CS but she now insists that the orthoptist is called Melony.

PS 2

I complained to my mother that the much beloved has an i-mac. Normally not a problem but you just can't find good games to play. I have finished the Harry Potter game we have, so what do I do now? My mother offered that I could borrow her Play Station 2. She had some platform games like Tombraider I could have as well. I would love to borrow it but what about her? Apparently since my father retired she hasn't been able to play. My father does not approve of his 65 year old wife playing "computer games". Shame I thought it was sort of cool that my Mum has a PS2.

Anyway Mr Yoastie is currently trying to rescue baby elephants in Wallace and Gromit project Zoo. I guess I will just have to wait my turn.

My father also does not approve of my mother's gambling - 1GBP per week on the national lottery. She promised she had stopped. Lets just hope she never wins the jackpot :-)

Pots and Pans

A couple of days ago when we arrived back home I was wondering why there was a big plastic bag on my stove. I wouldn't have put a plastic bag on my stove; would I? In it was a new pan. No note or anything
There are few people with the key to the door who will mysteriously break in and leave a pan. I called my mother and yes she had left it. "Well you know how you always strain your potatoes into a colander?" "Yes, Mother I am aware that I have not mastered the required technique for
straining potatoes. How have you managed to live with the shame?""Oh, I haven't told your grandmother, so don't worry. But this pan has a special lid you can strain through. I bought one for A (sister-in-law) too she is just as inept with potatoes as you."
The new pan has been tested and it does work. :-)