I had a day off yesterday (taken under duress due to half our office staff being absent this week), and despite the 6ft pile of paperwork sitting on my desk today it was worth it. As you can see by the smile in the picture above Luca was on a charm offensive all day, and was a dream to be around. We started the day by running his Mum to work, before driving straight through to Aberdeen ("Ah-baa-deen Daddy!"). We started at the library where he held a conversation with two librarians while I flicked through the shelves ("Hallo ladies, no, not Luca's book"), before moving on to locate a couple of shoe racks for the house. Pleasingly we didn't have to plod around too many shops before finding what we needed, and making hay for home. Luca was a little tired, but as you can see by his smile the kit-kat rather boosted his energy levels!
On our return to Inverurie we diverted by the local supermarket, as I'd promised to (attempt to) cook Carole a diet dinner. I'm not bad at the high fat foods, but I struggle to add taste to anything predominantly low fat so was a little trepidacious about attempting this. Luca (in between grinning smugly at me - see above) was of little help, instead cchoosing to spend his time singing a new song he invented. It go's "Chocolaaaaaaaaatttteee yoggy ooh!" with it sung soprano style at top volume. Over and over and over......I'm glad I have no shame, as Luca clearly takes after his father in this manner.
We eventually arrived home early/mid afternoon, long after he should have gone to bed for his afternoon kip. Contrarily, and despite a heavy lunch which would make me sleepy, he stayed up with me a little longer and "assisted" in my endeavours to put together the flatpacked shoe racks we'd bought earlier. Interestingly he showed a great interest in putting them together, and very quickly understood that the screws had to be inserted into the pre-drilled holes and turned to secure in. Admittedly his handling of a screwdriver may take a little fine tuning, but we may have a potential Nick Knowles on our hands.
After some time had passed - with the added treat of two poo's in the space of 30 minutes to clean from his rear end - Luca agreed to go for a nap as his eyelids drooped ever lower. This allowed me time to callous my hands further while finishing the (admittedly limited) DIY jobs before cleaning and cooking (or burning in any other parlance).
He rose shortly before his Mother arrived home from work - as I unashamedly finished my housewifely tasks - and at this point his more dastardly side shone through. No matter what he was like before, he often awakens reinvigorated with an entirely new personality. As Forrest Gump cringeingly said "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get". This is perfectly apt for referring to the short mans change of moods!
After torturing Carole somewhat, he went to bed well leaving us to eat our low fat dinner together, a type of steak and onion pie. Which obviously contained no pie crust of any kind perversely. However, it was really good, although I have to admit having to venture to and from the kitchen repeatedly throughout the evening to top up my gurgling stomach!
We spent much of the rest of the evening finally admitting our burgeoning addiction to the series "The Big Bang Theory", watching 4 or 5 episodes in a row. By the time we rose from our slump at the end of the night I'm positive I noticed our bodies indentations engraved into the sofa.
This morning started with a pre-dawn visitor, Mum arriving at our house at the ungodly hour of 5.50am! She had just dropped Ross at the airport for his Amsterdam excursion, and came straight through to our house from there. Kindly she'd agreed to the mantle of Luca's jailor today while he recovers from his surgery. As you'll have ntoiced from the pictures posted his scars are exceptionally prominent this time around which will unfortunately take longer to clear, but will also assist in clearing the affected parts of the face within a smaller number of sessions.
For the first time he's started to notice the surgery, and hilariously/heartbreakingly (delete as applicable) thinks he looks like a tiger now! He's actually becoming far more self aware overall, and consistently asks us questions about other marks on his body, such as scratches, pimples, scabs - pretty much anything he can spot. "Oooooh" he reponds, as we explain what each mark is!
**Useless fact of the day - The big bang theory is what occurred 13.7 billion years ago when the universe was created. Contrary to popular opinion, there was no explosion, only essentially a brief fart and expansion. Rather than imagining a balloon popping and releasing its contents, imagine a balloon expanding: an infinitesimally small balloon expanding to the size of our current universe**
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