Bex in Moz

Are you still there?

My friend Swisslil emailed me to say that she had tried unsuccessfully three times to post a comment following my last post, so I'm assuming that's why I have had precisely no comments despite my slightly pathetic appeal, and not that you've all got tired of my ramblings and gone home. Have you?

So you may or may not be pleased to hear that I am feeling less worried, mainly because Jaoquim seems to be better. At the sugegstion of a doctor friend we cut out milk from his diet and it seems to have done the trick. Apparently temporary lactose intolerance is common after an attack of diarrhea. So now you know.

Meanwhile, the builders have started on the walls of the house: white rock up to window-sill height, followed by brick (to be plastered). We think it's going to look cool. Inside, it's very open-plan, with lots of windows and double doors leading out to a private veranda facing seawards. However, in order to be able to see the sea, we'll have to trim the trees a bit, or sit on the ground, as we're too high up. We'll sort it out. It's huge and it's going to be quite a change from our current living arrangements which are 2 rooms and a bathroom, an outside kitchen and a large shady patio area. The new house is going to have 3 bedrooms, two bathrooms, open-plan kitchen/diner/sitting room, mezzanine TV room and study, and a huge back terrace. All designed by us.

Meanwhile, as a change from the illness, here are some fun things the kids are in to these days. Jaoquim: singing (wheels on the bus, twinkle, twinkle, the alphabet, baa baa black sheep, oh yes, and Bob Marley - for real, it's very funny), climbing the piles of building sand, bricks, stones in the garden, watching animal shows on TV (him "look, big snake", us "Joaquim, you must never pick up snakes", him "I will pick up small snakes", us "no, no, not even small ones, no snakes! (Sotto voce, should we be letting him watch this Steve Irwin stuff?)"). Sebastian: standing, for 10 seconds or so, dancing and clapping (picture this: J signing along to "I shot the sherriff" and S staning and bouncing with one fist raised in a black power salute), climbing the front two steps, pushing open the weighted screen door and letting himself into the house. Bless them and their little cotton socks.

Labels: Joaquim, new house, Sebastian

posted by Rebecca @ 3:07 pm