Geschreven door Yelena & Eloise
This is the Yelena speaking as The Eloise is off to I don’t know where in search of her ‘NEENA’, which basically is a white fluffy blanket she’s been dragging around ever since she was a monchi chi looking baby..,. she can not sleep without it and every time we have a fight, she starts calling out for ‘NEENA’…
This is the Eloise intervening as yes, I’m mad at Yelena and yes, I had to bite her again… something my mother doesn’t seem to approve, which results in me having to stand against some boring looking corner! So yes again, I’m crying like a raving mad coyote for my ‘NEENA’, who seems to be the only one to be enjoying my occasional biting.
After a week of hanging loose in “FuerteVemtura”, visiting the local “pestaurants” (Eloise can’t seem to be able to say restaurant) and goofing with my homies mister V, mister D, Lady Lou and the Yelena… my parents decided to return to Belgium. Somebody fire them for doing that, as I was happy and leading a perfect life in the land of numerous ice-cream hotspots, Fanta overload and no sleep till 10 o’clock fiesta’s.
Ohh yes, don’t forget the real surfin’ shizzle as daddy dear is obsessed with us becoming the next female Kelly Slater even if that involves some serious salt water gulping. But hey, we’ve gotten over it and have now forced ourselves to stay put on a board, for the sake of not having to go through the entire washing machine experience again. I now even call it my hobby and I cracked my piggy bank to buy myself this Surf Barbie, how cool is that?
So we’re back in Belgium and going to the “playa” on a daily base. We visited this Beachhouse 25 place in the native country of my mom: Holland, although el daddy seems to insist on the fact mama wasn’t born in the land of yummy cheese and rather refers to her as being half “Chile-huahualean and Prussian”, can somebody tell us where these cities are?????
Peace out, blogs to the kids and shake that little naked tushy… we just crack up every time we do that! So try it at home and keep us posted on the side effects of our pleasant goofiness…