A couple nights ago, after Abuelo, Nini and mein Maud had spent the weekend with us, you refused to go to sleep. It started with some soft singing in your bed but, after half an hour, it escaladed to screaming about wanting to play with mom and dad. Sweet, but still wrong. So your dad […]
He has done it: your dad has reached another parenting milestone. Early Sunday morning (it couldn’t possibly be “late Sunday morning” because you start your days, and ours, at 5 am now), I heard some contained screams of pain coming from the living room, followed by a very calm: “Nina, il faut que tu ranges […]
This is just a short reminder, specially for Abuelo, who loves saying it like you: “niña mayot” instead of “niña mayor”. In fact, you always replace the “r” at the end of a word with a “t”, so when you say any spanish verbs, it kind of sounds like you’re speaking Catalan (try it, you’ll […]
Au tour de Papa de s’y mettre. Je n’ai certainement ni le goût ni le talent de ta mère pour l'(e-)écriture mais je vais essayer de raconter de temps en temps tes exploits les plus remarquables. […]
Okay, okay, you’re right. This one I’m writing more for myself. It’ll probably help me through a rough patch with you when you’re older and hating me for being strict, embarrassing or just plain boring. This summer you’ve really taken a liking to talking. You want and need to communicate. Constantly. Those frustrating moments where […]
Come on, say it out loud. You have to love it. Try saying both versions out loud. My heart melts a little everytime you say it. That’s where we live, pretty much. Our home for 5 months in Berlin, where you finally learned how to ride your Laufrad (forwards and backwards); where you chased pigeons (I […]
While attempting to make some mommy-friends, someone crossed our path who I would’ve loved to keep away from you for as long as possible, if not forever. This is the sort of person who can hurt your feelings because you’re you, and not the person she would have you be. After about an hour of […]
I was lucky enough to share this moment with your grandpa who was visiting us in Berlin that week (the first week of July 2010): Abuelo was making lunch in the kitchen, as he often is, and you had been a very good girl by playing on your own all morning. As abuelo finished preparing […]
I rescued this one from facebook. It was posted on May 2, 2010. That was the first day we went to the Berlin Zoo, you, your dad and I. We bought Jahreskarten right away because we knew it was something you’d love and want to visit often. We found so much more than we had […]
This one has been way less embarrassing than it would’ve been had we been living in Spain. Luckily enough, Germany and France don’t associate a big bad word to the sound “pootah”. What made this mispronunciation even more dramatic was the fact that you spent half your day asking for fruit. It has been your […]
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