If I am sure of something is that my home arrivals are anything but never quietly, in one hand my car’s noise fan belt and in the other hand, my dogs.
To defend, what we understand under defending, I am not sure if they do that but, to bark, they bark a lot.
Before my car turn the last bend they are barking like crazy. Obviously the fan belt has the merit most part.
I have three children. By chance, this morning they were at home. One of them will have examination soon and he is very busy, the other was concentrated to solve a computer disaster, and the girl has a sore throat and when people has sore throat the best cure is going to mum’s home, sitting on the sofa, wrapping up with a blanket and watching TV movies.
When I opened the boot I’ve posed some question myself.
Are they deaf?
Don’t they Know that it will be Christmas soon and consequently I will have to cook for 45 people?
How beautiful is Christmas time!
Are they conscious that I went out home at 8am and that means I’ve spent four hours in the supermarket pushing a cart? (sorry they were two carts because one is never enough).
Too many questions.
I could call them but the answer always will be the same.
… now?…
The question is the timing factor.
You can call me romantic or stupid, in the end is just the same but. I have always thought that the help, the good help, is what people give when needed, not before, not later.
In fact, the problem is easy, my “now” concept and theirs is not the same.
Their “now” depends on a lot of circumstances. If she is painting her nails or if he must call a friend or if Windows falls.
I don’t wish to be unfair centering only my complainings in my children. As my husband says
You have only one problem you don’t know how to delegate
Usually this afirmation is followed by
don’t you have three children to help you?
OK, if a son is a character unshaved, most of the day wrapped in a bathrobe with the nose pasted to the computer’s screen and his greatest worry is irrigating a virtual aubergine in a Californian University garden. Then, yes this is a soon.
A son may also be a very handsome boy who spends more money on beauty creams than myself? Then, yes this is also a soon.
She is excluded because she has a sore throat.
At least always is the same story, I am the only guilty. I don’t know how to delegate.
I’m sorry but, I must leave you because the frozen food is still standing on the table.
See you.
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Buenaaaaaaaaaaaas!
Ayer vi el dibujo, hoy he leido el texto……. sólo decirte que estoy contigo, que te apoyo, que yo tengo dos de esos ejemplares en casa (bueno, en teoría y sólo en teoría, ya no viven aquí, pero sí comen) y que parecen clónicos de los tuyos! Así revientes de peso y bolsas, ni se inmutan!!! Para más datos, son “niño” y “niña” , pero si tuviesen 3 años, mejor, aún a riesgo de carcel!!!!!!
Besos de otra madre sufridora para toda la vida!
Genial
Eres genial E.E. ¿Sabes que según mi teoría las personas que tienen la misma inicial en el nombre y en el primer apellido son más inteligentes y triunfadoras. Y las que tienen la misma en el segundo apellido, ni te cuento). Decía que eres, además, genial pues tienes la frase idónea para tu crítica fotográfica, casi siempre benigna, con un chorro de fina ironíay sus gotitas de cashondeo, que diría aquel, y que sirven para que ese cóctel mezclado, no agitado se tome como una ambrosía.
Gracias por ser así, te admiro y te respeto.
Y mereces un abrazo.
¡Ah, y tengo los espejos imprescindibles, ya que: para lo que hay que ver…!
: – )))
Y cuando venís asi del super tu hijo adolescente te pregunta: “¿qué, necsitabas ayuda?”
Jejejej. ¿No se le olvida nada ?
Tus dibujos reflejan, con esa chispa de simpatía e ironía, el día a dia.
Muy bueno, Estrella ! Saludos !!
simpatica
=)
sos genial!! cuando me veo asi me siento un EKEKO( muñequito boliviano que va cargado de paquetes.
ademas tenes buena memoria, gracias por tu visita
hahaha this is so cute…. I love these little works of art great job….
Jajaja………. por qué no te compras un carrito? Llevas las coles de tu suegra????????????????