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Open pages of the live encyclopedia for the child... (part 3) of

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Day the fifth...

We slept with Lizunka today, slept, slept... Woke up at the beginning of 12, oh! day outside. Powerful some dream... I do not know, whether yesterday`s evening walk to a spring such cast a dream, whether our indisposition. Oh - oh - oh, alas and ah: - (we have with Lizaveta problems with a stomach... whether poisoning, whether acclimatization... Not to tell that it is absolutely bad to us, but in a toilet ran quite often - were saving “Smekta“, baktisubit absorbent carbon and capsules, plus to everything having not felt hungry, but drank much...

my beauty woke up after a powerful dream, matured, at least, for a year:-). Only opened eyes, and began to argue so that I first doubted... whether changed to me the child, from such thoughts my eyes quickly opened - on hours 11. 15 - well we also are ready to have a sleep! But mood excellent, we feel absolutely healthy. Hurrah!

have Quickly breakfast and went to a reservoir, weather today solar, there rocks beautiful, there is a wish to imprint....

we Go by the car... Children stared in a window - on all village we pass, Lizaveta and Seryozha examine lodges and note: “this house - what beautiful, and this - a tumble-down house and only“... Well, architects our darlings...

On the way back from a reservoir came around again on a spring to admire

the place and to gather waters... Lizaveta saw a tree there and speaks to all of us “Oh! Look as the tree was decayed !“ I transport:-)) - it means a tree bent ....

Well and heat today!... The local children lap with might and main. We wet legs so far, is coldish for us still...

Is not present

, well, I do not cease to admire these huge birds, similar to eagles: they grandly fly from huge pines and is low - low soar over the river, catching fish... They soar so low that mother Yulya has thoughts from where - that was come up: “And they to us will not push around how that nightingale?“ :-)))).

Pebbles at the river well got warm, in a shadow +30, and on the sun is far - far for 30... We barefoot with pleasure stamp on stones, killing two hares at once. In - the first, excellent massage of feet, prevention of flat-footedness excellent. In - the second, a warm compress - warming up of feet, oh, as it is necessary for us! And snivels and cough us just attacked recently that... and here wonderful natural doctor at hand...

Lizaveta so amusingly on pebbles goes - down places handles in the parties, having a little taken away them back, rastopyrivat fingers, all bent forward and so goes on stones, slowly with a side sideways rolling over... At me from this show took off:“ Early - early in the morning, there was mother a duck. To feed the ducklings, very much there are they want“.

Aga, Lizaveta is similar

to a duck:-))). Lizunka came into the small river, for some reason there it was not pleasant to it, probably, she thought that pebbles only ashore, and she discontentedly began to wail: “Well, who abandoned the increasing stones to the river ?!“ ...:-)))

So, there now and one more hot page of our encyclopedia was turned... Interestingly, it is itself hot? or still all ahead?

of Lizonk got tired a little from a heat and went to lie down, have a rest. While Lisa sleeps, Sergunka draws pieces of chalk on a wooden scaffold in the yard... Here it is so cool and good. This our sun radiant with a smile to ears... This a bird with huge wings (that that soars over the river and amazes us)... Here plane cheerful and big... This the woman Olya (the grandmother Seregi is the hostess of giving), probably Seryozha missed the grandmother:-)... And here Sallie from a favourite animated cartoon “Corporation of Monsters“... Here clouds near the sun, here a rain... a cap - a cap - a cap from cloudlets... no - no, we do not need a rain! And it... what is it? Oh... it is a snowman ! Seryozha finishes drawing it and speaks:“ I will draw a snowman that snow went... hot something...“ probably, heat and Seryozha of a pritomil.

Evening... the heat slowly falls down, in a tenka it is already absolutely good... Blows as a cool. We go to evening walk... Decided to visit our acquaintances - too summer residents. Oh... evening was sated with troubles and misfortunes: - ((And everything began with the fact that we met the woman with empty buckets... you know about such bad sign? Well... we go further. Cheerfully singing songs, we on the coast reached a lodge of acquaintances. We approach the house of acquaintances... and it is closed on the lock: - (Well and it is fine - it does not matter! But on the road much interesting saw: the geese floating on the river; herd of the lambs nibbling a grass; beauties of the horses carrying the wattled cart; the bull-calves rubbing about fences... Oh, who it?... this is a maaalenky kitten... it is such greyish, such downy lump that hands last to stroke it. Children surrounded a kitten, and everything in this world is interesting to him, it is a tail a pipe and run to children to get acquainted:-) While our children had a good time with a kitten, mothers decided to have a rest... here and! shop... mudflows also we admire ours Lisa and Seryozha... It is fresh, well... Quiet and measured life in the village... In 5 days we already weaned from city bustle and became quiet and sluggish as locals. It also is correct! Rest has to be it also...

of the Child played enough with a kitten and came running to us... “Oh, mother, look! The web caught a spider!!!“ - Seryozha exclaims:-) Told children, why, for what the spider builds a spider line... And whom it catches. Children, having quickly learned the lesson, jumped out and rushed on a path... and mothers... And what mothers? Mothers are glad to rush after children and here an ill luck... Mothers cannot get up from a bench - stuck!!! It appears on a bench there was a pitch: - (and mothers walked smack at full scale:-) Eh, one more small trouble. Ran quicker home, to ask the father Dima, than it is possible to wipe pitch...

is Sent home... Seryozha razbesitsya, razbalovatsya, rushes as a hurricane... Became absolutely uncontrollable: - (from here and all subsequent troubles: - (Played in the house, it seems everything peacefully was... mother pack things in a bath. And here at Seryozha “pricker“ in one place leaped... also my Greyish goat on all room began to jump and jump... also jumped directly on mother Lena`s video camera: - (It was the last straw... the patience at me burst... I Seryozha in an armful and in a bath...

Banning

... Seryozha calmed down... it seems everything is normal... we wash, lap, around splashes. Sergunka periodically cries out: “Oh, what tinkling sounds !!!“ This is Seryozha so “splashes“ called. Bathing business comes to an end, kids clean, white, cheeks reddened... it was necessary only to be rinsed and we “are ready“! Seryozha was attacked by “besilovka“ again, in his party one preventions pour: carefully!. carefully!. carefully! And here... shrill shout all around: - (my mad goat will put fingers in hot water: - (Oh... yes... charming termination and so not simple day! Quickly - quickly put a hand in cold water... also held there long - long! So mother Lena advised... What we without it would do!

was Filled up, having thrust a hand into water that it was poured in a bucket and put about Seryozha`s bed... And it is sad and ridiculous... I clean a bucket, and Seryozha, already half-asleep, and everything looks for and looks for a bucket fingers... also calms down only when finds water...: -)

Here and one more page of our encyclopedia turns over... day was full of impressions and good, and not really. Navpechatlyavshis, children quickly fell asleep... sound and sweet infantile sleep. Good night, nice you are ours!

Day of the sixth...

And I Do Not Sleep for a Long Time, I before All Like to Get Up.... We woke up though not early (the 9th mornings), but very first. We have breakfast together on a verandah: I and Lizunka. We sit at a table, and not so much we eat how many we enjoy the opposite river bank and the same birds (such show, definitely, cannot bother... look - look - look...) ... Just fantastically! You had sometime breakfast in the company of the most real, most live birdies?! You represent, we sit with the daughter at a table, and to us the birdie - small, beautiful sits down on an opposite small bench, it is brown - red with a white cop, and begins to sing, without being afraid of us at all. The miracle is simple! No, well birdies here some manual... We sit, we are thrilled... Or perhaps it is a dream and all this dreams me? Yesterday fell asleep that after 12... Well, not a dream... my doubts were dispelled by my daughter jumping delighted with a birdie, from her song, and nearly crashed down from a stool, having frightened off thereby a little birdie... All in reality, and all as in the fairy tale. Day began! sya, and together with it the new page of our encyclopedia is also open.

Everything I forget to tell

. Nettles here in the village, well. the sea is simple. Moreover what nettle, above human growth shot up. But there are no collisions between children and this giant nettle. Well they learned this severe and useful plant. Probably, there were enough crocodile tears of the Ear ring in the first day when it flew as a hurricane, in dense thickets of a nettle... Than not a lesson? Lesson! Yes on advantage...

did not resist by

temptation - went once again to a reservoir, to admire and imprint beauty in photos. There it is possible to sit for hours - to enjoy, enjoy, enjoy clouds which are reflected in a water smooth surface, to enjoy the coast with rocky break which aims (it only seems) to fall in water, to enjoy the lodges, houses, domishcha which surrounded a reservoir... and still here breed fish - the trout, and so to enjoy as the trout jumps out of water... Here to such places it is necessary to go to have a rest:-))...

our Children nearby found

the boat, naturally climbed there and “floated“, bawling in all throat:“ By the seas, on waves, now here, tomorrow there... “

Right there, nearby, found

the bridge, built to themselves rods... Calmed down, fishers our young concentrated on fish...:-)

Further we decided to pass

by car, to admire types of the nature and a window. And here I for myself made discovery! Ours of two - three one-year-old children fine are guided here in such is mountain - the forest district... Lizaveta began to tell the father Dima the road: now there will be a bridge, and over there a spring with a beautiful lodge, turn, over there over there... Turned one more most beautiful page of our encyclopedia...

Evening, the heat fell down - we run on the small river. Water got warm in a day, it is safely possible to bathe... “From water, from a voditsa, everything smiles sparkles!“ - Lizaveta remembers a rhyme. Mood excellent - we run in water... Ooh! Pleasure is simple!

my daughter once again just surprised me with

and pleased (and the encyclopedia that ours not only for children, I constantly open for myself in the Lizunka something new) - fearless it at me, clockwork and open - all kind, cheerful and new with pleasure accepts. And so, my treasure floated the first time in the life in the river. Moreover as floated! It is necessary just to see it:-). Besides bawling the same “By the seas, on waves!“ and, doing abrupt turns, splashes, Lizaveta took great pleasure from swimming in the real river, it was visible on its attractive face... A miracle, but not the daughter at me! An ear ring for some reason refused to float - but it at the coast with ecstasy built stone locks... While I looked at the Ear ring, my beauty already froze in the cool small river, I turn the head, and its teeth began to knock, and so amusingly looks... There is Lizaveta teeth “klak - klak“, and itself hums in a low tone: “I am water, I water, nobody is found with me...“ Frozen“! water“ I hardly pulled out from the river, so it was pleasant to it.... But the river, is the river... teeth knock, the time on the coast means - to be heated and sunbathe... Swimming woke in my beauty “to a zhor - the glutton“, huge appetite woke up, and, we have supper with great pleasure, having absorbed such volume of food as if our dining room was visited by pack of mammoths...

Fell asleep quickly. sweet dreams to you, our little ones!....

Mothers Lena and Yulya