Marigolds

It's the end of March and the snow has just melted off the ground! The Spring breezes are blowing today and walks are once again pleasant.
Lately we've had a rough go with our nanny. The poor thing got chicken pox last week. Ken stayed home on Monday to take care of Rawly and I took Tuesday off. We both really enjoyed our time with the wee little one, but needed to be back at work. Fortunately a co-workers' friend was available to fill-in for the rest of the week. She doesn't speak English, so Olga (co-worker) came to translate the first morning. She's really cute and tries to tell me everything in Russian, but luckily her husband knows English, so between him on speakerphone or an electric translator we've been communicating! She writes down a brief descriptions of what they did throughout the day. This is one of my favorites:
i cut marigold on hand and on foot. i see, how on foot on big finger--wound. He marigold break down? Must plaster?
Marigolds, hmmm, it is hinting at Spring but we're still a long way from having blooming flowers...okay, I thought, she must mean finger nails. That morning we had trimmed one of his big toe nails because it had split--there was a little area that looks like a hangnail, so she thought that he might need a band-aid. As I had guessed, the words marigold and fingernail are very similar in Russian, hence the cut marigolds in March:)