balcony monologue

This is what our neighbours might listen to when they sit on their balcony:

“….look, little one, now you can play with your shovel!….wow, eh? mommy will be back in a sec, I just need to get the laundry….there you go, back already….no, don’t rip off the leaves…little one!! LITTLE ONE!! DON’T!…thank you!…aah, you are cleaning the balcony…awesome!….good job!….no, leave the soil in the bucket…little one!..no!…leave the soil! LITTLE ONE!! NO!!….look, over here…yes, that’s a stone….yes, it makes a pretty loud noise when you bang it on the ground…no, don’t eat that….no!…leave it!…..thank you….no, leave the soil….leave the soil, PLEASE!….NO!….that’s birds feed….don’t rip off the leaves, little one…eh, what are you eating?…what’s that?…is that the birds feed???…spit it out!!…I said SPIT IT OUT!!!!…Stop it!!!….Ok, that’s it, we are going inside now!”

…at least, our child won’t face the risk of allergies due to an overclean environment….

About erdhummel

Familial entropy - that's an insight into our current life which has been fundamentally changed last summer when our daughter was born. Having studied in Cottbus, Germany, and worked/studied in Edinburgh, Scotland, we momentarily live in a small town in Switzerland where Karsten is trying to save the environment and Freddie is trying to save our sanity. Since there is not much time for elaborate, long emails while doing that, we thought a blog might be a good option to smuggle ourselves into the lifes of our friends.
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