Window Waving

We try to wave from the front window every morning when David leaves to walk to the bus stop. We were waiting at the window this morning and this was the conversation the boys had:

Anders: "Where is dad? I don't see him."

Bram: "I sink [think] he is jumping in pulluls [puddles]."

Anders: "Oh, there he is! HE IS CARRYING HIS LUNCH!" (He was holding a Tupperware container with cupcakes).

We have huge puddles in the alleyway on the side of our apartment, which was why Bram suggested that was what was taking David so long to get to the front.