.... and as the family accountant. Here she is propped up on my stair machine with the calculator. Because Tilly has seen mummy cook the books for daddy she'll sometimes role play writing out invoices or crunching numbers. I walked out of the kitchen this morning and found Koala doing just that.
And here is Tilly in the kitchen, also this morning, helping me wash up. We made daddy's lunch this morning and dropped it off to him at work. That is the first time I have ever been able to say that. Daddy never works in the same place on any given day. But, recently, he's been in the heart of the city working in a brand new office location for a particular country's embassy/trade office whatever. No western country has official ties with Taiwan, so they call them trade offices. For two weeks he oversees ten staff and the moving around and placement of all the office furniture. The view from their massive office is spectacular - 101 and all that has to offer. Shouldn't I be working in one of these places? No, I'm happy where I am!
So Tills and I slogged it out in the kitchen all morning to prepare a 'rice box' for daddy. He couldn't just have something simple like a sandwich. Most, if not all, Taiwanese eat hot lunches, rice, veggies, meat. So I cooked rice, stir fried some bok choy with a little garlic (you can see it and the wok ready in the picture actually), grilled a nice piece of steak and some prawns. Put it all into a silver lunch box, cut up some fruit and even got together some cheese cake slice that I made earlier that day (hehe) and which he loves. He opened it all up and was most impressed. The prawns, his favourite, are done in butter and a little olive oil and sprinkled with a little bit of sea salt. I have to keep these things in the freezer to feed my man. And so we sat down together to have lunch as a family. Tills had a blast and of course Steve loves showing her off.
And here she is at the end of the day, all tuckered out.
That's how she goes to sleep at night. After our nightly rituals, she goes to bed with the books we've read just before and reads them again for herself. As she hadn't napped today, she only got through half of them. The books on her right are waiting to be read, the ones on the left are finished with. I move them to the end of the bed and in the morning she wakes and gets them and reads them again.
And this is the extention of the picture of the dragonfly she drew the other day. She confirmed with me it was indeed a dragonfly and not a butterfly.
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