Cute Kids
Not.
As we are about to move, we needed to get some moving boxes. Provided of course that we get an apartment. If we don't, we'll use the boxes as shelters and be the only homeless people actually living in cardboard boxes in Reykjavik. Sure, an accomplishment in itself, but it does get a little nippy in the winter.
Anyway, we decided to make Sunday both health beneficial and practical. Despite being entirely unprovoked by the new IKEA catalogue that arrived last week, we oddly enough ended up walking there. Which took a lot longer than anticipated, it seems we have the stamina of people twice our age. The first thing we had to do upon arrival was to sit down and get something to drink .
That is when the ingenuity of our plan really hit home. Apparently, other people go to IKEA on Sundays as well. And their kids are not in school/day care, nope, their kids are in the IKEA child care center showing off their endless supply of energy.
Except this one little girl. Either she was fascinated by our complete exhaustion or the fabulousness of our wind swept hair, admittedly we were quite stunning. Or perhaps her eyes were stuck in horror because of the piercing screams emanating from her colleagues. Whatever the reason, she stared at us through the glass partition while we were trying to enjoy our beverages. She was multi talented this girl, for as she was watching us, she was pushing her chewing gum up her nose, followed by a slow extraction process, a little chewing and sculpting and then up her nose it went again.
Did I mention I don't want kids? I mean, can you return them if they start doing that? Of course, since we will be living in boxes in sub zero temperatures, chances are kids might not wanna live with us either, so that works out just fine.
As we are about to move, we needed to get some moving boxes. Provided of course that we get an apartment. If we don't, we'll use the boxes as shelters and be the only homeless people actually living in cardboard boxes in Reykjavik. Sure, an accomplishment in itself, but it does get a little nippy in the winter.
Anyway, we decided to make Sunday both health beneficial and practical. Despite being entirely unprovoked by the new IKEA catalogue that arrived last week, we oddly enough ended up walking there. Which took a lot longer than anticipated, it seems we have the stamina of people twice our age. The first thing we had to do upon arrival was to sit down and get something to drink .
That is when the ingenuity of our plan really hit home. Apparently, other people go to IKEA on Sundays as well. And their kids are not in school/day care, nope, their kids are in the IKEA child care center showing off their endless supply of energy.
Except this one little girl. Either she was fascinated by our complete exhaustion or the fabulousness of our wind swept hair, admittedly we were quite stunning. Or perhaps her eyes were stuck in horror because of the piercing screams emanating from her colleagues. Whatever the reason, she stared at us through the glass partition while we were trying to enjoy our beverages. She was multi talented this girl, for as she was watching us, she was pushing her chewing gum up her nose, followed by a slow extraction process, a little chewing and sculpting and then up her nose it went again.
Did I mention I don't want kids? I mean, can you return them if they start doing that? Of course, since we will be living in boxes in sub zero temperatures, chances are kids might not wanna live with us either, so that works out just fine.
posted by disinterpreter at 11:26 PM
2 Comments:
You don't need to return them because yours are always far better than anyone else's!
Just catching up on your blog since I was without the internet during our own move. My suggestion to you: IKEA swedish meatballs. Feed kids tons of those fattening little buggers and they won't have the stamina to annoy you like that.
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