Wall of Joy

I’m sitting here on a Friday night looking at the city lights in the distance and our newly established Christmas tree in the foreground. It is clearly too long since we last enlightened the world of our Hong Kong adventures. Actually, I can’t be too sure whether this is because life here has become more “normal” or if we have just been too busy lately. Anyway, one thing I do know is that life with three little ones never ceases to be full of interesting comments and events. Donna (this is Paul speaking) is out at a book club that she has started and left me with ALL three kiddies. Hmm. So right now I am at home on a Friday night with three kids and Donna is at a book club. Not exactly the recipe for thrilling stories.

I cast my eyes toward our Wall of Joy. This is where we write down funny stuff that happens in our lives so as not to forget it. So, while peace reigns here I’ll drop you a few funnies from the mouthes of babes…

In our family we call snot boog-goes (this is the phonetically correct way to spell this). For reasons unknown to us our children are really fixated on boog-goes. I am sure that Freud would have something to say about this, but we are just confounded by it all. The other day Noah declared, “I have boog-goes in my ear mum!” Concerned Donna swung around to find out what was wrong with his ear… Only to notice that Noah had just discovered earwax. India’s speaking is coming along really well and a few nights before Noah came across his earwax I went to check what India was doing making a noise at 8.30pm. I said, “Are you doing a poo?” She replied, “Yes… um… NO.” I said, “What is going on then?” Her casual reply was, “Just picking my nose.”

We have had a few rough Skype calls in recent times. For a while we were really used to seeing one of the grandparents “frozen”. Following one of Tobias’ feeds he was zoned out on Donna’s shoulder. India just loves to get close and personal and talk to her brother. So she asked Donna to turn around so she could see him. She promptly declared, “Oh no. Tobias is frozen!”

The other day Noah came rushing into our room in the morning saying, “I’ve got something kicking inside of me.” Donna jokingly said, “Do you think that it is a baby?” He promptly placed his sister’s hand over his heart to let her feel the kicking baby.

Donna wouldn’t be happy if I didn’t tell you about Noah’s powerful observation that, “Dad has a long out chin, like Fireman Sam doesn’t he?” Thanks son.

It seems after nearly 9 years of marriage Donna is completely comfortable making fun of my deteriorating physical state. Recently at church someone had a word that there were people in the congregation who needed prayer because they were losing their hair. I naturally thought about the stress related condition that some people suffer from. But Donna! Her ears plucked up and she raised her eyebrows and mouthed, “That’s you.”

Anyway, that is our news for now. We are totally amped about the upcoming visit from Nan Nan, and Nana and Granddad! Maybe the next entry will be something more meaningful like something to do with Chinese culture!... Or it might be just more snot stories.