They are the children of my cousin, and I'm pretty sure the correct term for that is 'sub-niece-and-nephew.' They are nice children but they are SMALL and keep wanting to show me things and I am all like, "Oh, children, you have found a plane made of Duplo! That's pretty hardcore but a) I, like, totally saw that plane when I was THREE because actually it is my plane and b) I am trying to write a blog post right now for the internet" but the children don't really understand the concept of blogs or the internet. Other concepts that have been missed include I'm Sunburnt Don't Grab Me, That's My Coffee, and Don't Poke the Laptop.
What actually happens in the above scenario is that while we are playing with the plane we stumble across a Duplo boat as well, and then the inevitable happens:
The Inevitable: a horrific plane/boat crash, rendered cheery by the primary colour paint jobs of both vehicles and the sassy attitude of the pilot
- and then all of a sudden I am trying to explain the concept of aircraft carriers to a four-year-old ("so, you need to fight some people with your planes, but they're a very long way away and your plane will run out of petrol- petrol? it's what you put in planes to make them go - and so you put them on the boat - yes! All of them. Of course all of them. You put all of your planes on the boat and then you drive the boat to the people you want to fight, and then you fly your planes off the boat and this would be so much easier if you were old enough to watch Top Gun.")
It makes a nice change from office gossip, though. There has been so much "Harold says Wallace heard Bob tell Mikhail he's getting a warning for sleeping with Carol on the marketing manager's desk* but I think Harold just wants to get rid of Myrtle because etc." this week that I kind of just want everyone to sit quietly and do their jobs for a week or two. Please. Otherwise I am going to start climbing onto my desk then flinging myself off and bodyslamming colleagues.
Internet discovery of the day: do you like things organised neatly? I do.
It's a pair of jeans. Organised neatly.Do you like lying down? I do.
There are lots of neatly organised things to be found here, at the Most Soothing Tumblr in the World.
Here is the British Lying Down Game, also known as "Parkour for those who can't be arsed."
That's enough internet sharing for you now. Or you will get spoilt. Also, I have to go because a small child is showing me an iceblock of apparent international significance.
*Most certainly not based on a true story.