Who's the boss

Ozan puts me in my proper place. I'm not posting the excerpt in which he knocks me silly with a spoon – that's too humiliating.



Some translation is in order: First, Ozan says "Go," which is his word for anything round. Then Meltem asks him "Where did we go today?" and he says "Atta," which is Turkish kiddie talk for "out for a walk." There follows a series of questions about where parts of my body are, which Ozan passes with flying colors, natch. Then we ask him how old he is; usually he holds up one finger, but we haven't gotten him to say "one" yet. This is the point at which he decides to whack me with his wheel-thingy. Finally Meltem asks him "Where did Daddy go today?" and he rubs his fingers together, which here as elsewhere means "money," i.e. I went to work.