A visit from two tooth fairies!

Me at 1 am: “Crap! I forgot about Molly’s tooth!”
I grab 20kn from Jay’s wallet, run to Molly’s room, I try to find her tooth under the pillow but can’t do it without potentially waking her up so I just leave the money next to her pillow.

Molly at 3:30am: “Dada, my tooth is still under my pillow! Do you think the tooth fairy will come tonight?”
Jay doesn’t know I already left he money, so he waits until Molly’s asleep again, gets 20kn from my wallet, folds the note neatly, wraps it with a piece of string, retrieves Molly’s tooth from under her pillow and replaces it with a gift from the tooth fairy.

Molly at 6:30am: “Wow! I got 40 kuna! The tooth fairy wrapped this 20kn note really nicely and the other one… maybe fell out of her pocket?”

What a lucky girl! Two tooth fairies! One thoughtful and careful who pays attention to details and… the other one.

Watching films with kids

Molly, Benny and Jay watching a film in the evening:

M: “Why did she do that?”
J: “What? I don’t know. To be honest, I fell asleep for a bit.”
M: “Can you please not do that anymore?! This is a new film for us. We have lots of questions and we expect some answers!”

Jay, FOCUS, come on! No snoozing! Your children expect answers to all of their many, many questions!

Earthquakes in Croatia

A pandemic, powerful earthquakes AND snow after an usually warm week of sunshine, all at once?

Whoever wrote a script to this disaster film didn’t pay attention in class. You can’t throw it all in, the audience won’t believe it. Decide on one catastrophe and roll with that.

Greetings from Zagreb, our family’s safe. Hope you’re all well. 😘

Done with the night-time snacks

Since I’m not happy with Oskar’s idea of waking up and breastfeeding at least six times at night anymore, I’m bracing myself for a few sleepless nights ahead, until he accepts that sleeping doesn’t have to involve boobs.

I know that he’s not keen on the idea because he expressed his dissatisfaction loudly and persistently this evening. For about two hours.

I almost gave in a couple of times, but I’m proud of having resisted his adorable, very angry face.

The definite highlite of the evening was when, among all the shouting and screaming and complaining, Oskar lifted his index finger and waved it in the air while I sang “One little finger”.

Angry and determined baby vs. exhausted, but determined mum. How’s this going to go down?

I’ll probably be singing “One little finger” for the next seven hours. Wish me luck.

Happy birthday, baby!

Oskar turned one yesterday.

In the past year he learned how to eat, crawl, pull himself up to stand next to the furniture and people’s legs, complain, demand attention, wave, clap, point his finger at random objects with no particular aim. He has six teeth and he uses them well.

Dislikes: long car journeys, having his nappy changed, getting dressed, getting undressed, going to sleep, being asleep, staying asleep, the idea of sleep.

Likes: broccoli, funny noises, long walks, clapping, bath time, throwing his food to Klara, opening and closing drawers and doors.

Loves: his siblings, who successfully make him laugh.

Happy birthday, sweet baby! You’re adorable and funny and we love you and we can’t wait to get to know you even better in the years to come. No rush, though, take it slowly. Most of the time we like having a baby in the house.