Thursday, August 28, 2008

Rain, Rain Go Away (or Not)

I find it interesting that on rainy days there are very few kids in school. Today at Noah’s preschool there were only five kids in his class. My boys and I try to figure out the reasons for this. We have come up with these:


1. Paraguay, being hot and humid much of the year, makes other people feel cold when we (who are originally from Salt Lake City, Utah) are comfortable and happy. For example, today my boys went to school in shorts. They wore sweatshirts over their t-shirts, just in case they got cold. When I went to pick up my youngest from pre-school there were kids in gloves, hats, scarves, and what I would consider a winter coat. May I add that it is 19 degrees Celsius (that's 67 degrees Fahrenheit) today? Maybe it’s just too cold to leave the house?

2. The streets are full of water and they don’t have a car/boat to get to school. I wish that my internet speed allowed for photo uploads, because I have a great picture of Rio (or Avenida) España during a rainstorm.

3. It’s too dark in the morning to wake up. We didn’t wake up this morning, because my boys were convinced it was way too early to get up, when in fact, it was 7 AM. However, being the mean mom that I am, I made them all hurry up and get ready, and go to school.

4. They are afraid of the falling power lines, trees, etc. I can really see where this is coming from. On our way to school, Noah and I had a nice discussion on why you should NEVER (really, never, ever, EVER!) touch the wires that are hanging from the poles into the middle of the street (because you will die! And also, I said so). Plus, my empleada tells me that I should watch out for trees falling because they fall and kill people during rainstorms.

5. Like Chris says, “The sign says school, but my heart says jail.” And they (or we) are looking for any excuse to miss a day of “jail.”

So, these are our top five reasons. Do you have any others?

Saturday, August 16, 2008

You Can't Always Get What You Want

The other day Marcus was in my room playing the Wii, when Noah came up to me and said, "I usually get what I want, don't I?"

I replied, "Yes, you do. What do you want?"

Noah: "I want to play the Wii, so tell Marcus to get off of it."

Me: "No, you don't always get what you want. Marcus was there first."

Noah: "THAT'S NOT FAIR!"