(singing)
RJ: And the baby said, “Wah wah wah wah.”
And the kitter litter sang nothing…
And the baby sang, “Cry cry cry cry.”
And the kitty litter stayed silent…
And the baby cried, “Tear tear tear tear.”
And the kitty litter attacked…
And now the baby is covered in kitty litter.
June flew past in a hurry. The kids put together an impromptu magic show one morning, and LR played piano for a huge crowd. RJ flew and continued to be full of surprises. We spent an evening outside taking German lessons in the dark, and the kids channelled their inner zombies while discovering where all their good ideas come from.
RJ took flying lessons at one of his friend's birthday parties. That trampoline practice came in handy!
(while packing lunches for school)
Dad: So RJ, what do you want for lunch?
RJ: Hmmm… How about… chip?
Dad: No chips, something else?
RJ: Just grab a potato, then you slice it nice and thin…
Dad: (pointing to loaf of sliced bread) How about this instead?
Now in front of me is a very rare Brazilian Potato. I carefully open the wrapping, and then large chips just peel away. Amazing stuff! Greatest invention since…RJ: (sternly) That’s not a Brazilian potato. That’s impossible.
Dad: What do you mean?
RJ: Don’t you remember the song? The Brazil song?
RJ: (singing) No tea…. Or tomato juice…
You’ll see… No potato juice…RJ: No potato juice means no potatoes. Sorry.
Dad: You’re right… My mistake — wrong South American country. Now in front of me is a very rare Bolivian Potato…
RJ is on the hunt for the greatest songs of all time.
RJ has fairly eclectic taste in music and knows in a second whether or not he likes a song.
This week, he was looking for a new song to sing for singing lessons. After running through our fairly small list of Beatles songs, he found only one acceptable: Eleanor Rigby.
(while eating breakfast… LR is playing computer chess, while RJ sings us some of his original hits)
RJ: (singing)
The worst germ,
That you can have,
Gives you a kind of vomit.
And diarrhoea, that is so bad,
That you can’t ever drink enough water.
And… So… You… Die…LR: Good one RJ!
Dad: Yeah. Did you learn that one at school?
RJ: Nah. I just made it up now. That’s my cholera song.
It’s been a while since we posted a bunch of photos, so here’s a quick wrap-up for February!
LR lost another two teeth this month, and the kids did some home experiments with dry ice. RJ discovered a fascination for disguises and interesting clothes. Mum sang her heart out at a South Pacific concert and we had a couple of trips to the beach to have fish and chips for dinner. Mum and Dad even got dressed up for a party, and at the end of the month, it was the kids turn with an evening picnic and disco down at the school.
One of the last pictures of LR with all her upper teeth... One of her front incisors came out the next day!
(in the car)
RJ: (singing) Chikka-chakka-chikka-chukka cho… (continues for a minute)
RJ: Do you like my song?
Dad: Sure, but I don’t understand the words or what it’s about.
RJ: You don’t know the Chikka-chakka language?
Dad: Nope. It’s a bit sad really.
RJ: Ugh.. That’s terrible…
RJ: (a few moments later) (singing) Waa-waa-wee-ooo. Waaa… (continues for a minute)
RJ: How about that song?
Dad: Great one, but bad news… I didn’t understand that one either.
RJ: What!? You don’t understand Waa-wee language? That is ridiculous! What did they teach you in school?!
Dad: I guess it wasn’t a very good school.
RJ: Okay. One more try…
RJ: (singing) Mikka-mak, mikka-mak mooo! Mikka-mak, mikka-mak mooo-ooo-ooo! Mikka-mikka… (continues for ages)
Dad: That’s the best one yet, but you’ll have to explain it to me.
RJ: It’s a song about falling in love… with a beautiful girl.
Dad: It’s awesome. I’ll have to sing it to mum.
(while eating dinner)
RJ & LR: (singing) Boudi-ca! Toughest By Far!
RJ: (singing with British accent) Its bad enough being beaten, but beaten by a girl?
RJ & LR: (singing loudly) Boudi-ca! Super-star!
Mum: Kids! Quiet! No Boudica at the dinner table!!!
(while eating dinner)
LR: (singing) We all live in a yellow submarine!
RJ: I know that song! I love that song!
LR and RJ: (joyously singing together) We all live in a yellow submarine!
RJ: (after the cacaphony quiets down) When I was a little kid (in Malaysia), we used to sing that song all the time… But it was a bit different. It was about a blue submarine.
After a month of singing along to the soundtrack in the car, as well as learning about it in music class, Sunday afternoon finally arrived. Grammy and Poppa took us to see the full production of Cats (Australian cast).
We all loved it. Fantastic show!
Oh well I never! Was there ever a cat so clever as Magical Mr. Mistofelees!
