came As the Mini four years ago, the world was a Wombat, the mosquito was still far away from the voracious income – short-term impressed. You used to carry around the Mini continuously and let your Friends March, so they could pay homage to the new brother. A similar behavior you can put at the day, as I had agreed a few years earlier, a Hamster. Conchita, the Hamster, was received for seven days, no solid ground under the feet, because the mosquito had read that “the intense body contact in the first few weeks is crucial for the quality of the relationship between animals and humans”. After all the Friends had made the baby hamster, your waiting, and also his cattle house had been decorated in several Time sessions with water colors, he smoothly stroked in the cage, where he spent the Rest of his short life then most. The good relationship between the mosquito and Conchi took place more on a mental level.
Christiane Tauzher: The Pubertäterin
Since puberty, our daughter, the mosquito, shortly after her 13. Birthday in your violence, we keep the Windows closed so the neighbors call the police. The Pubertäterin is not loud and unpredictable, when she sleeps, just like a Wombat, or eat – what you do for luck often.
The stories I tell – a journalist, 41, from Vienna, married to Olaf, a 46 – here, not act, of course, the Pubertäterin in my family. No. They come from my thriving imagination or come from other families. There, it is arg in the other families … 😉
The little brother she would have moved to the Waning of the first enthusiasm in a cage is best in a glass, the roar and stench under lock and key.
the older the Mini, the less the mosquito was interested in him. For ten years she had been the center of our family, and now he was there.
The Mini was three years old, as the mosquito to the Wombi mutant. Often he asked the Truvabet big sister: “Why are you angry?”, and the big sister to beat him without answers the door in front of the nose. Probably because they didn’t know why she was once again evil. One day there was a good reason to be angry: The Wombi revealed that the Show, which we had sent after the births of our children, our friends, were of varying quality: “Why has the Mini-a birth announcement with a satin bow and embossed Gold lettering? And why I only have a post card?” I explained to her that we had at the time, so much money for the display of the loop.
C. Tauzher: The Pubertäterin If dogs are set up in the Taxi
“Oh,” said Wombi, “and you think this is fair?” I found her birth announcement to be a lot more creative and special than the Mini. For the photo I laid it out with three weeks in a sea of flowers and pulled the trigger with the old camera of my parents at the exact Moment, as she was tickled by a flower petal and smiled. The Mini we had a photographer rang, and he looked so perfectly lit on a sheepskin in the bed of unreal perfect. “So me Your display likes better,” I said. “Me not,” said Wombi, “I also want a bow and Gold lettering.”
at First I thought you make a joke. It was not so.
No joke!
One Afternoon, the Olaf the Gera oz the Wombi was fed up, and we drove actually in the small Shop in the city, where it smells of expensive paper and ink, to 14 years after the birth of our daughter’s birth announcements for you to print. The beads are covered employees did not flinch, as the Wombi’s Text: “In great gratitude and joy we announce the birth of our beautiful daughter”. Ten pieces we did not print, less was possible. A large pink satin bow adorned the center of the 14-year-old Baby-flowers-image of the Wombi, whose colors had been intensified on the Computer.
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“I’ll say it now for the very last Time! Stories from the nearly perfect life of a mother”, by Christiane Tauzher, Goldegg Verlag, 14,95 Euro
We paid a small fortune to make the Wombi happy. Ten days later, the birth came to the show to home in a Golden box by Post to us.
The Wombi was satisfied. They sent nine out of ten messages to grandparents, aunts, and her best friend. One she kept, and hung them over her bed. The justice was served.
P. S.: So we don’t blow again, I glued on the Baby photo box in the Wombi is a label that says “bills” (14 years ago, there were still photos on paper). Would find out the Wombi, that we choice of a restaurant to the guests after their baptism, only self-made buns in the parish hall – after Minis baptism, we are invited to a fine Restaurant to a four-course menu came to us with the reparation tax.
