Recently I have visited a conference in Leuven University, Belgium.
From this fact and the quality of presentations I immediately concluded that one of our children should definitely come here to study.
I immediately started to contemplate which one of them should be The One, during which process I analysed highly scientific factors.
Among them the most relevant argument seems to be that the University is situated approx. 2 kms from the railway station, which distance needs to be covered completely on cobblestone, and that, on a daily basis, is really challenging on high heels, so it should be our son, Walter.
At the same time, if one of you is aware of a university which can be accessed on a smooth surface, please let me know, as apart from our 10-yr old son, I also feel like deciding on the future of my 13-yr-old daughter, is preferably still today.
Our son (10): ‘Mama, I’ve heard a word and don’t know what it means.’
Me: ‘Which word is that?’
If a woman doesn’t want to have a child, she goes to a hospital, and the doctors, with an operation, take the baby out of her tummy, when the baby is very very very small, months before it would be born.’
He (heavily thinking): ‘Take out?’
He: ‘But… then the doctors need to do it very very carefully to make sure the baby doesn’t get hurt..’
Ok. A topic maybe for later.
I am watching a TV program about how Roquefort is made. Our son (10) joins in.
He: ‘What are they doing?’
He: ‘Oh, Cheeses Christ!’
We told our daughter (13) she is free to choose a.ny.thing to be the family program for today..