Soms heeft de tandenfee het erg druk en vergeet misschien bij je langs te komen. Gelukkig heeft ze gewoon een mobiele telefoon en kun je haar een berichtje sturen!
Now and then the Tooth Fairy is very busy and she might forget to fly by (in her hot air balloon – who knew?!) No worries though! The Tooth Fairy has a mobile phone too and you can easily send her a text message.
Een heerlijk vers versje op dinsdag. Over gezonde geuren en bruine kleuren.
This is a poem about the Eiffel Tower in Paris and the Euromast in Rotterdam. What if you keep messing up the names? You just say it’s a’ Doubtful Tower’ because that’s always the right answer.
Euromast of Eiffeltoren? Uhhhh, ik noem het gewoon de Twijfeltoren!
When things don’t go to plan, just put on your mother’s sunglasses! The world will change into cola land, where people are happy and dancing and drinking from a cola creek. Happy Tuesday :)
De gedichtjes die Machteld maakt en die ik illustreer, zijn vaak gebaseerd op een uitspraak van een kind. In dit geval is het maandag en alles lijkt rustig. Tot er een donderslag klinkt. Of was het nou een donderdag?
The poems Machteld makes are often based on something a child said. That could indeed be one of our kids ;) It was Monday and there was thunder. Was it Thunderday instead of Monday maybe?)
Moms say things like:
‘You will never become a big girl if you don’t eat your vegetables!’
‘You can eat whatever you want, when you’re 18 years old!’
I remember thinking that I would buy a big jar filled with sweets when I would be a grown up. If I would ever grow up, I didn’t really care. Who wants to be a grown-up anyway?
This poem is about the things you don’t want to eat when you’re little which is basically everything that’s green. Then again; who wants to eat green stuff when the world has so many pretty colors and flavors to offer?
It’s Valentine’s Day and Machteld and I therefore made another poem and drawing. It’s in Dutch, because writing in another language is one thing, writing poems or translating them is a bridge too far. The essence of the poem is easy to explain; it’s about love and children and friendship and how they connect.
Bobbie (4) luckily still wants to marry me, Lucie (6) prefers to marry her best girlfriend – I will be way too old – and Boris (9) just wrote all of his classmates a card. He wrote ‘I love you’ to all the girls. I suggested to add ‘as a friend’. Yeah, that’s not romantic and I don’t think he took my advise seriously anyway. There will be puppy love and real love. In the end though, solid friendship seems to be crucial to the success of romantic relationships.
Boris made that quite clear the other day. Joost and I were in the kitchen, cooking and chatting and drinking wine when Boris walked in and said: ‘You guys are so lucky, you get to be together always and have sleep-overs and stuff. You’re like best friends’. It made me reflect. I had never seen myself as the girl who married her best friend (it’s pure chemistry right?) On the other hand, it is true. It’s that and especially that we can laugh really loud together (Joost louder than me btw, some things just never change).
Have a great Valentine’s day! Oh and find more on our Facebookpage ‘Vers op …’