Sunday, April 10, 2016

Monster children


With the relative still here we are enjoying ourselves - but I've never seen Teoman and Tomris so overloaded.  Teoman is at that age, I guess, where his emotions are a bit too much too handle.  He didn't want to sleep, he got mad when Begum abla wouldn't play/sit/sleep/do puzzles/run/etcetera with him.  They were late to nap both days, and took short naps as well as late to sleep / early to rise - and with the relatives already heading back in the evening... well, the perfect storm.

My taze and cousin went with Tolga and Anne to Anitkabir - Ataturk's mausoleum - a sort of mecca for all Turks, on all holidays, every year, whenever you can.

Begum went with me and the kids - first coffees for us, then the park for them.  It was another beautiful day for them to run cross eyed and weary.


At some point past 10pm - Teoman imitating the "Survivor" competitors
Or as they both struggle with the word - tonight it was pronounced "Surbibor"

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