Stepping out of our adult-only bubble we spent the weekend in Diss with a good friend of mine Maria, her husband Paul and Max (5), Oscar (3) & Lucas (1) (kids not dogs i must stress).With the boys growing up quicker even than i'm developing wrinkles, they remember me from visit to visit so it takes far less time for them to go from shy to shoulders. This was, however, the first time I subjected my boyfriend Chris to the delectable madness and the result was impressive..
Whilst i consider myself a fairly child-friendly character it appears that Chris was born to be a horse, give shoulder rides, play mind-numbing games with balls and cardboard and tell whopping lies to small children. The result: a rather noisy and certainly strange legacy left on the already hectic household.
In the space of 24 hours he had the 2 boys who are old enough to talk screaming "Zulu" at the top of their lungs without knowing why or when this was appropriate. He taught them to mimic in a strangely posh accent "oooh have a banana" which quickly changed from banana into just about anything (that's not going to get annoying mum and dad - honest) and he had them believing that he ate spiders for breakfast, lunch and dinner (apart from Saturdays when he was allowed to substitute arachnids for a Chicken Biriyani).
But my favourite moment of the whole weekend came whilst Oscar, the angelic (for 24 hours) 3 year old, was sitting on my lap on a rather futuristic looking see-saw in the park. Chris stretched himself across the plaything to get it moving at which point Oscar turned to me and whispered "Oooh, Chris is so long", and to be fair to the lad why would the opposite of short not be long?!
So back and slightly bruised our bubble is once more in place. And next time we visit all 3 will be walking, talking and still guilible...
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