Nikolas has had a fever for the last couple of days. He calls it 'plentatura'(for 'temperatura') I was complaining about a headache at the same time, and (whether he really had a headache or not, I couldn't tell), he said 'Mama, puca mi glava.' (Mom, my head is bursting.)
Recently, when he thinks I'm upset about something, whether it has to do with him or not, he says 'nema veze, mama' (it doesn't matter, mom) with such a wonderful tone as if he is comforting a baby. And when he hurts Sonja or Michael, on purpose or by accident, he immediately kisses them as if that solves the problem, or rather hoping they will stop hurting and not tell on him.
Yesterday he was not only 'a big bad wolf', as usual, but also 'a big bad butterfly.' Apparently, butterflies also say 'grrrr.'
Sonja and Michael are so cute when they lounge each in an armchair. Michael is a great climber. Sonja is great on her feet. She takes it as a challenge to practice walking over door steps, stairs, inclines, etc. and she'll retrace the path ten times to get a hang of it. When I want to put shoes on her, she stays balanced on her feet and pushes one foot forward to I can slip a shoe on it.
At the park:
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