Fazendo pão

Ontem Jasmijn fez pão na creche. Chegou em casa toda orgulhosa, dizendo que o pãozinho era brote-am (boterham em holandes). E não importou o que eu dissesse, continuou sendo brote-am. Não é que estava gostoso? Pena não ter tirado fotos do pãozinho…

O pão me deu idéias: cozinhar com ela. É claro que não mexer num forno quente, mas brincar com massa de pão e de biscoito, brincar com massinha e coisas do gênero. Fiquei enrolando a idéia de fazer essas coisas em casa para não criar muita zona, porém acho mais importante fazermos essas coisas juntas. Até porque ela anda superinteressada nessas coisas. Amanhã vou testar brincar com massinha com ela. Vamos ver no que vai resultar. É claro que tirarei fotos para o blog.

Estou na maior curiosidade.

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Mad about it

I’ve taken a look at a customer and thought to myself:

“Why people let themselves go that far?”

And then ask myself: why do I do that then? Have to find out, right? And “fix” it.

Weird thing, psychology of the mind. Think about it: the seriously healthy people I know are mentally AND physically busy, with neither taking too much of the other. (Weirdest train of thought ever!)

Anyway, the thing is: I need to find the right buttons for this eating/exercising thing. I don’t know yet what to do to solve it, but it really bugs me. Badly. It makes me mad, with myself, and it usually has the exact opposite effect it should have. Ok, now I’m wandering off.

Let’s start with finding things to do with Jasmijn at home, such as baking bread (which she did yesterday at the creche!), baking cookies, playing with clay, painting and stuff like that. Who knows I’ll get the energy to go out and do stuff in the garden as well. It really needs it, by the way. And mixing up dirt and planting flowers might be fun to do with a toddler, right? I’ll find out if it’s not… 😉

Banheiro

Ontem fomos visitar o pai do Ruud em Havelte, e a viagem é pesadinha: 2 horas pra ir e 2 horas pra voltar. Tudo no mesmo dia, já que hoje o Ruud tinha de trabalhar. Sem contar que, no final das contas, preferimos ir só para passar o dia: menos trabalho para todo mundo.

Enfim, estamos para sair de casa quando nos damos conta que a Jasmijn não está à vista. Eu sabia que ela estava tentando “ir ao banheiro”, como tem feito nas últimas semanas, e fui direto lá. Ultimamente ela fica pedindo para ir fazer xixi na privada, já que agora temos um adaptador pra ela. Ela não faz nada, na maioria das vezes nem quer tirar a roupa, porém a gente vai com ela até lá, faz aquela encenação toda, sabem como é.

Só que, desta vez, a mocinha não estava na encenação, não. Abri a porta do banheiro e me dei de cara com aquela coisinha de rosa e verde com ambas as mãos dentro da privada e tirando o cachorro de plástico da boneca de dentro da água! Quase tive um piti! Praticamente lati com ela e o Ruud e foi uma correria para lavar mão, ver se estava tudo limpo etc. GRRRRRRR.

Agora é prestar atenção triplicado, pra não deixá-la fazer isso novamente. É uma beleza saber que ela é tão curiosa e interessada nas coisas, mas de vez em quando dá uma coisa…

Yesterday I forgot to take my book with me (Born in Death) and then had to choose something else at work. Since I’ve been quite curious about Inside My Heart for quite awhile, I decided to give it a chance. Well…… It’s an easy enough read and you go through the pages quite quickly, but it’s also very… preachy. It’s all about taking control of your own life, making your own decisions, trying to make the best of what life offers you, and of course it’s right. But it’s also about telling the world how much God is important in her life, that she had a call and all that. I can appreciate this like any person, but after so many pages it gets a bit boring. At least for me. So I read bits and pieces, took out what was the most important of it (as I usually do, by the way, at least to me!) and put it back.

So, if you are even considering reading it, think twice. You probably know it already. 😉

P.S.: For those who don’t know it, the author is Robin McGraw, wife of the famous Dr. Phil.

Yesterday I forgot to take my book with me (Born in Death) and then had to choose something else at work. Since I’ve been quite curious about Inside My Heart for quite awhile, I decided to give it a chance. Well…… It’s an easy enough read and you go through the pages quite quickly, but it’s also very… preachy. It’s all about taking control of your own life, making your own decisions, trying to make the best of what life offers you, and of course it’s right. But it’s also about telling the world how much God is important in her life, that she had a call and all that. I can appreciate this like any person, but after so many pages it gets a bit boring. At least for me. So I read bits and pieces, took out what was the most important of it (as I usually do, by the way, at least to me!) and put it back.

So, if you are even considering reading it, think twice. You probably know it already. 😉

P.S.: For those who don’t know it, the author is Robin McGraw, wife of the famous Dr. Phil.