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Monday, February 18, 2013

We had a request from Amelie's nursery last week for us to provide them with a photo of our family. At the time I assumed it was for them to put up in the office on their pinboard of known troublemakers, but as it transpires, it's for a display they're making of people who are important to each child. I was tempted to submit a picture of SpongeBob with Charlie & Lola, but having discussed it with Lisa, we decided that whilst Amelie clearly prefers them to us, and their influence on her is far greater, we're probably still obliged to be in the photo.

So we took some time out yesterday morning to pose for an up-to-date family portrait...


Clearly some of us are posing more than others. But at least we've all got our eyes open.

To be honest, it took about twelve attempts to get that one. We might look like we're posing with the calm serenity of seasoned supermodels, but in reality, when you have ten seconds to set the self-timer on your camera and get to the rear of the portrait without knocking your daughter off her stool, you're more likely to end up with this...


I don't know why Toby's looking so disapproving. I'd like to see him sprint across the living room and hurdle a four-year-old in eight seconds flat.

Anyhoo, we actually had a long, busy, but above all, enjoyable day yesterday, which has left me far too tired to write about it. It also gave Amelie nightmares. Or at least something did. She woke up last night saying that she'd had a bad dream in which she'd seen a man having a shower on top of a tall building, and there was tuna coming out of the shower. No, really. The man was clearly piscine in the wind.

That might not sound like the most disturbing of visions, but to Amelie, tuna is the stuff of nightmares. She once ate it in a sandwich at nursery, thinking it was spready cheese, and never quite got over the shock. In addition, her love of SpongeBob SquarePants means that she values plankton above all human life, and is naturally averse to eating sea creatures. So the thought of being sprayed with fish flakes in an outdoor bathroom is a constant source of terror.

Fortunately, however, I've identified the trigger for her nightmares. She's had quite a few bad dreams recently, and having looked at all the possible causes, I've narrowed it down to just one...


It's that Lisa keeps dressing like Freddy Krueger.

4 comments:

A Passer-By said...

I like the first photo!

Phil said...

I'll send you the hi-res version for your mantelpiece.

Jon the Bassist said...

Phil, I think you might have missed Lisa's head off in the last photo.

Phil's Mum said...

............and Toby has something wrong with his face.  He'll never get a girl to kiss him on the mouth at this rate.  No wonder Amelie has nightmares!  (And I like the 2nd photo!)