No one's lazy in Lazytown
Apr. 20th, 2009 02:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skylarkingEaster was jolly. I ate too much and slept in late. My sister's inside baby and outside baby (as we've taken to calling them) are doing well.
Dylan enjoyed his birthday, we went to a soft play place and he spent a good 4 hours running around going, "Aaaahahaha!" He particularly liked the ball pool - he liked jumping into it and kicking at the balls and he liked putting all the balls that had fallen out of the pool back into it, he's a tidy child :) .
I've been thinking and have decided that he speaks Lolcat. When he wants some more of something he holds up a finger and announces, "Moar!" - "Moar cake!" I'm going to have to teach him to say fail and srys bizness.
I've also decided that children's programmes are weirdly hypnotic. I bought him a Lazytown DVD (Moar Town!) for his birthday and when my sister put it on I couldn't look away. It was loud and fast and colourful and completely nuts and I kept finding myself staring at it. Who writes that stuff?
The cups of tea I have made for myself today have been lousy. I think I must be coming down with something.
Thing I haveseen thought that amused me
There was a little article in the Metro I read on the train about an artist who has done an exhibition with photos of horses with manes styled to look like human hair - they've been straightened and put into little braids and so forth - the article said that the artist often works with hair and for his next projects is planning to do something with beards. I read that and thought, "So we can expect some nice pictures of Katie Holmes then" and smiled in a smug type of way at my own witticism. Drollness, I has it. :P
Dylan enjoyed his birthday, we went to a soft play place and he spent a good 4 hours running around going, "Aaaahahaha!" He particularly liked the ball pool - he liked jumping into it and kicking at the balls and he liked putting all the balls that had fallen out of the pool back into it, he's a tidy child :) .
I've been thinking and have decided that he speaks Lolcat. When he wants some more of something he holds up a finger and announces, "Moar!" - "Moar cake!" I'm going to have to teach him to say fail and srys bizness.
I've also decided that children's programmes are weirdly hypnotic. I bought him a Lazytown DVD (Moar Town!) for his birthday and when my sister put it on I couldn't look away. It was loud and fast and colourful and completely nuts and I kept finding myself staring at it. Who writes that stuff?
The cups of tea I have made for myself today have been lousy. I think I must be coming down with something.
Thing I have
There was a little article in the Metro I read on the train about an artist who has done an exhibition with photos of horses with manes styled to look like human hair - they've been straightened and put into little braids and so forth - the article said that the artist often works with hair and for his next projects is planning to do something with beards. I read that and thought, "So we can expect some nice pictures of Katie Holmes then" and smiled in a smug type of way at my own witticism. Drollness, I has it. :P
