Tonight the boys wanted me to read a German book, that Oma had read to them a couple of times. I said I couldn't, 'cos it was German, but they grovelled, so I did.
It was a surreal experience. I was reading the words, and not understanding most of it. And they were laughing and saying "Nein! Nein!". Occasionally they would translate a bit for me "She's saying POO!", for example, or "She's picking her nose!" It seemed to have a lot of that sort of thing in, and it might have had a plot, but I couldn't tell.
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