Food Kids

Making Omelettes.


Day 4 was a bit of a long one.
It started with a feverish E which always makes me a little nervous. Then G made quite certain that no insects would get in his eyes, ever. He has spent half the day bloodshot after my merciless rinsing of the offending spray.
A few work dramas to manage have tested our very patchy and temperamental internet setup as well as our ability to negotiate who is working and who is looking after the kids.

But long isn't all bad.
There were meals out, which really are cheaper than meals in. We have eaten more rice in the last week than I care to remember and it's probably not about to change. The kids love tokyo tokyo chicken and will tackle almost anything on a bbq skewer.
The paleo girl in me screams for more meat but struggles with which option. Sisig (pigs ears)?, Pork with dense grisly fat?, Deep fried crab? ominous looking 'meatballs'?
I am amazed at the variety of food available when you eat out here though and we are enjoying the experimental nature of meal times.

We hailed a cab and I respectfully addressed the older driver as Kuya, explained in broken tagalog where we were going and that I thought it was 'good it's so hot today', paid and then finished by thanking him politely.
I love that we get to use our same simple phrases regularly as taking taxis happens a few times a day.
Actually G's favourite thing of the day has consistently been the taxis.
I think because there are no seat belts, so he sits propped up on his knees looking out the window at the passing jeepneeys, the colourful local mode of transport.

We revisited the bouncy castle playland as well. Lollipops and Chipmunks have got nothing on the setups in the malls here for kids. So far we've only done 1/2 hour play sessions but at only $5nzd for unlimited play I'm pretty sure it won't be long before we're testing the kids on how long they can fling themselves from one inflatable obstacle to the next.

It may not sound like much but so far everyday has been full, challenging and exciting in it's own way.
Everything about being here is making us investigate why and how we do what we've always just done.
Ma once told me 'you can't make an omelette without breaking an egg' and that's how it feels.
The surrounds of our lives have been removed and now we get to see how this all cooks up.

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