Holly and Rosie's Stuff: December 2008

Tidy your room

Published Tuesday, December 30, 2008 by Jim Cromwell.

We had to tidy our rooms today. Holly spent six hours in her room manifestly not putting an awful lot of effort into the operation. Four o'clock this afternoon a notice appeared on her door:

Christmas

Published Thursday, December 25, 2008 by Jim Cromwell.

Extraordinarily, Holly and Rosie gave out all their gifts to other people this morning, before opening their own.

Luciano

Published Tuesday, December 23, 2008 by Jim Cromwell.

Auntie Alex's friend Luciano bought us both great big cuddly toys for Christmas. They were lovely. Later that day...

Daddy: "So... What did you think of Alex's friend Luciano?"
Holly, wobbling her hand very Frenchly: "Hmm... comme ci comme ça."

Symmetry

Published Saturday, December 20, 2008 by Jim Cromwell.

Rosie and Daddy were talking about faces seeming to be symmetrical, but not being so. So we made symmetrical faces from pictures to see what happened.

Christmas for cats

Published Tuesday, December 16, 2008 by Jim Cromwell.

Holly has written a Christmas list on behalf of the cats...

Excited...

Published Monday, December 15, 2008 by Jim Cromwell.

Rosie: "Holly... Guess how many days until Christmas."
Holly: "Nine! I counted on my fingers in bed!"

Mega Mean Machine

Published Monday, December 08, 2008 by Jim Cromwell.

Holly and Rosie have set up a band called Mega Mean Machine. This is their first song:

It is mean
it is mean it's ,the mega
[chous] mean mechine

It has ,shararararp teeth
BLUE evel eyes whith firery eyeballs

It's got very sharp fangs
it's jaws go flash
[Repet chous]

Evidence

Published by Jim Cromwell.

Putting an end to seven years of uncertainty, it appears that Rosie has found categorical proof of her superior age:

Daddy gets it wrong

Published Thursday, December 04, 2008 by Jim Cromwell.

Holly made a celebration picture for her snow globe. "This is a picture of his birth."
Daddy: "Right. Oh. OK. That's lovely. Er... Is that, er, an egg, and these little sperms?"
Holly: "No. That's baby Jesus, and those are angels."