Kincsem bought grill tongs today – long, with sharp edges – Matthias immediately opened the box, took them out and asked me whether he could play with them – I agreed (reluctantly) and he promised (reluctantly) to be careful. Then I caught him at the dinner table, fishing vegetables off the plate with them.
Me, raising the tone of my voice: “Matthias! Det vil jeg ikke se på!” (Matthias, I won’t watch you doing this!)
Matthias: “Luk dine øjne, mor!” (Close your eyes, mom!)
