‘Your sons are killing me’ July 08
Boys:
This report is late. I apologize. Things have been more hectic than usual, and not helping matters at all your father submitted the order to have the phone, which we never use, shut off in the middle of the month. That the internet, which we have occasionally been known to make use of, including for the filing of these reports, would be immediately and irrevocably ripped out as well did not occur to him as he blithely handed over the izklop order. So, sorry. Forgive me if I am a bit brusque, but I am posting this report from my empty office in Ajševica, and I wish to be finally quit of it forever.
We are moving. We are packing. You guys are not helping.
Before we began frantically jamming all of your precious toys into boxes, we took a few days off to introduce you to camping. There was a river at the Podbela campground.
And a lovely pit of gravel, which you couldn’t get enough of.
And even (can you stand it?) TRAMPOLINES.
With safety nets.
And though we had rented a camper, Adam insisted on feeping in a TENT.
On the way back down the Soča Valley we stopped at the World War I memorial to the Italians fallen at Caporetto.
Then Adam flew off to Germany for a weekend alone with his mother, while Alek and papa stayed home. Alek grew a little this month. How much, Sasza?
Adam refined his bubble-blowing technique, last seen in Croatia.
We will not miss the sloping mansard headcrack ceilings in this place, though they did provide some lovely afternoon light.
Our next boys’ monthly report will be filed from Sofia, Bulgaria. Nasvidenje, Slovenija!
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July 22nd, 2008 at 15.34 CEST+2.00
Bon voyage! Buen viaje! Your readers are looking forward to vicariously experiencing the new sights, sounds, smells, and adventures in Sofia.
P.S. I love the chaos captured in the toy packing photo. Worth a thousand “Good grief!” exclamations, that one.
July 22nd, 2008 at 15.43 CEST+2.00
Ciesze sie, ze zyjecie…
Do uslyszenia z Bulgarii!!!
July 22nd, 2008 at 17.04 CEST+2.00
Mr. Szaggetti,
May your boys be as joyful and photogenic in Bulagria as they have been in Slovenija. Which came first? The invention of photography or your sons? They were created for each other.
July 22nd, 2008 at 19.04 CEST+2.00
Your boys are just gorgeous. I can’t wait until they marry my nieces and we’re all family at last.
Hope the move goes as sanely and smoothly as possible. As you know, I find the key is to avoid the rage-flavo(u)red vodka - but by all means, do self-medicate as required.
July 22nd, 2008 at 22.15 CEST+2.00
Some lovely expressive photos this month.
Good luck with the move…
July 23rd, 2008 at 00.30 CEST+2.00
Who doesn’t enjoy a lovely gravel pit?
July 23rd, 2008 at 11.16 CEST+2.00
they are wonderful like always:)
good luck in new place;)
July 23rd, 2008 at 21.04 CEST+2.00
My brain cannot imagine the toy-strewn living room and your lovely bride existing in the same apartment. She must have some dreadful eye twitches by now.
Maybe you should put the kids in a box first and then work on the toys.
July 25th, 2008 at 11.00 CEST+2.00
Good luck on the move. Look forward to reading all about it.
July 27th, 2008 at 07.03 CEST+2.00
You’re not going to be living on an isogloss anymore, are you? I feel you were destined somehow to live on an isogloss, and it just seems so wrong.
Perhaps once I defervesce, it will seem less wrong.
July 29th, 2008 at 14.39 CEST+2.00
Let me guess, you had JUST cleaned the toy room. I’m amazed at how quickly two boys can trash a clean room. I clean one room, move to the next, come back to the first room to find it exactly the way it was before.
It is amazing how many of the Exact toys we have.
August 5th, 2008 at 12.30 CEST+2.00
All the best in Sofia! Hope you’ve been practising your “cirilica” while still in Slovenia — you know, with candybars and stuff. I know I do! :-)
Really, all the best over there.