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Tuesday, 16 August 2011

Reported conversations No. 27: someone trying to tell me something

Mostly blue skies, with the land still damp from a brief but bombastic thunderstorm two nights ago. Thirty-three degrees at 3pm - a bit of a shock after the cool stone walls of Carmine Superiore.

Showing a group of visitors around the Chiesa di San Gottardo the other day, with the children close at my heels. A kind-looking German woman, ready to be charmed, asks in halting Italian: "And are these your grandchildren, dear?" 

Ouch! Perhaps I should just give in gracefully and let the hairdresser low-light my grey out of existence after all? Then I could at least pretend I'm not old enough to be my kids' grandmother.

Later...

AJ cuddles Mama in the summer-sunshine garden. AJ pinches more than an inch and remarks: "Mama, you feel like a teddy bear".

Oh poop! Where are the bathroom scales? Too much pasta, polenta and parmiggiano, and not enough puff-puff up the hill. Soon-turning-50 panic settling in to a spot just above the spare tyre.

But then, just last evening... 

The whole family is poring over a satirical cartoon in The Economist, and Pappa is trying to teach the children (and Mama, I suspect) something about debt, credit and the value of money in your pocket, when B. flicks to an ad on the back cover: 

Pappa, interest piqued by a pair of long legs and some high-end luggage, asks: "Who's that?"

B., my 5 year-old angel, replies: "It's ... Mama!"




Oh, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you! Now I know what daughters are for.

4 comments:

ladyfi said...

LOL - kids are hilarious, aren't they?

You should hear some of the things mine say about me... but there is always a wonderful compliment too after all the comments about being gray and wrinkled...

Anonymous said...

Hey - that's not so surprising. I have a photo of you looking not unlike 25 years ago in Thailand... the only differences, shorter legs, longer hair and less in the way of clothes. :-)

Louise | Italy said...

Sweetie!

LindyLouMac in Italy said...

'Ouch, she must need glasses'

Tuesday, 16 August 2011

Reported conversations No. 27: someone trying to tell me something

Mostly blue skies, with the land still damp from a brief but bombastic thunderstorm two nights ago. Thirty-three degrees at 3pm - a bit of a shock after the cool stone walls of Carmine Superiore.

Showing a group of visitors around the Chiesa di San Gottardo the other day, with the children close at my heels. A kind-looking German woman, ready to be charmed, asks in halting Italian: "And are these your grandchildren, dear?" 

Ouch! Perhaps I should just give in gracefully and let the hairdresser low-light my grey out of existence after all? Then I could at least pretend I'm not old enough to be my kids' grandmother.

Later...

AJ cuddles Mama in the summer-sunshine garden. AJ pinches more than an inch and remarks: "Mama, you feel like a teddy bear".

Oh poop! Where are the bathroom scales? Too much pasta, polenta and parmiggiano, and not enough puff-puff up the hill. Soon-turning-50 panic settling in to a spot just above the spare tyre.

But then, just last evening... 

The whole family is poring over a satirical cartoon in The Economist, and Pappa is trying to teach the children (and Mama, I suspect) something about debt, credit and the value of money in your pocket, when B. flicks to an ad on the back cover: 

Pappa, interest piqued by a pair of long legs and some high-end luggage, asks: "Who's that?"

B., my 5 year-old angel, replies: "It's ... Mama!"




Oh, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you! Now I know what daughters are for.

4 comments:

ladyfi said...

LOL - kids are hilarious, aren't they?

You should hear some of the things mine say about me... but there is always a wonderful compliment too after all the comments about being gray and wrinkled...

Anonymous said...

Hey - that's not so surprising. I have a photo of you looking not unlike 25 years ago in Thailand... the only differences, shorter legs, longer hair and less in the way of clothes. :-)

Louise | Italy said...

Sweetie!

LindyLouMac in Italy said...

'Ouch, she must need glasses'