Everything is in the washing machine.
The phone, her water cup, fridge magnets, juggling balls, my hat, empty juice bottles, empty diet coke bottles, her dolly, you name it. Sometimes I forget to check before I do the washing. Make it stop.
Oooh, and she started saying “wow” now. Like a long woooooooow. It’s simply fantastic.
I’ve added a “recent photos” link right here on the left, so I can show off with my child. And with my camera in general. I plan to keep that link updated.
I tend to read all the Ynet talkbacks, not sure why. I promise I’m not doing it just to get annoyed, honest.
I do get annoyed though.
I really could have done our car a great favour if only I would have taken it to the washing place already, but I’ve decided to go have coffee instead.
I had the weirdest conversation with two American girls sitting there who were wondering why I speak Hebrew to my child, though I already explained a few times that I’m Israeli. They still didn’t get it.
I leave the English to my English husband, who still hopes and dreams that she’ll grow up to have a proper accent despite the fact that she’ll be going to an American kindergarten.
We can but dream.