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Baby and Carlson (continued)

Handsome, smart and moderately well-fed

The Kid spent the afternoon upstairs with Carlson, in his house on the roof. He explained to Carlson why Miss Bok should be left alone.

You see, she wants to make a cake with whipped cream because Mom and Dad and Bosse and Bethan are coming home tomorrow.

Carlson found this convincing.

Yes, if she's making a cake with whipped cream, she should be left alone. It is dangerous to bring down the housekeeper when she is whipping cream, otherwise she will turn sour, and with her the cream.

That's why last hours In the Svanteson family, Miss Bock spent time in complete peace - the way she wanted. The kid and Carlson were also sitting calmly by the fireplace in the house on the roof. They felt very good and cozy. Carlson quickly flew to Heterge Street and bought apples there.

“I honestly gave five eras for them,” he told the Kid. - I don’t want to be suspected of theft. After all, I am the most honest in the world!

Are these apples only worth five ores?

You see, I couldn’t ask their price,” Carlson explained, “because the saleswoman just went to get coffee.”

Having strung apples on a wire, Carlson baked them over the fire.

Guess who is the world's best baked apple expert? - asked Carlson.

You, Carlson,” answered the Kid.

And they ate baked apples and sat by the fire, and the dusk deepened. “It’s so good when the logs crack! - thought the Kid. - The days have become cold. It’s clear from everything that autumn has come.”

I’m still planning to fly to the village and buy firewood from some peasant. You know how stingy these peasants are, but, fortunately, they also sometimes go out to drink coffee,” said Carlson.

He stood up and threw two large birch logs onto the fire.

“I like it warm,” he said. - Being left without firewood in the winter - no, that’s not how I play. And, without hesitation, I will say this to the peasant.

When the fireplace burned out, the room became dark, and Carlson lit a kerosene lamp that hung near the ceiling above the workbench. She illuminated the room and all the things that were lying on the workbench with a warm, living light.

The kid asked if they could trade something, and Carlson said he was ready.

But when you want to take something, you must first ask my permission. Sometimes I will say “yes”, and sometimes “no”... Although most often I will say “no”, because it’s all mine and I don’t want to part with anything, otherwise I don’t play.

And then the Kid began to ask permission in a row for all the things that were lying on the workbench, and all he got was an old broken alarm clock, which Carlson himself took apart and then put back together again. But still, this game was so interesting that the Kid even I couldn't imagine anything more exciting.

But then Carlson got bored with it, and he offered to do carpentry.

It's the most fun thing in the world and you can make so many wonderful things,” Carlson said. - In any case, I can.

He threw everything that was lying on the workbench directly onto the floor and pulled out boards and lumps from under the sofa. And both ai - Carlson and Malysh - began to saw, and plan, and knock together, so that everything began to hum around.

The kid was making a steamboat. He knocked down two boards and placed a round block on top. The steamer turned out to be very good indeed.

Carlson said that he should make a birdhouse and hang it near his house so that little birds could live there. But what he came up with did not at all resemble a birdhouse, or, for that matter, anything else. It was very difficult to say what kind of thing he had made.

What's this? - asked the Kid.

Carlson tilted his head to the side and looked at his work.

“Okay, one thing,” he said. - Great little thing. Guess who has the most golden hands in the world?

You have it, Carlson.

Evening came. It was time for the baby to go home and go to bed. I had to part with Carlson and his little house, where it was so cozy, and with all his things: with his workbench, and with his smoky kerosene lamp, and with his woodshed, and with his fireplace, in which they did not burn out for so long firebrands, warming and lighting the room. It was difficult to leave all this, but he knew that he would soon return here again. Oh, how wonderful it is that Carlson’s house was on his roof, and not on some other one!

They went out. It sparkled above them starry sky. Never before had the Kid seen so many stars, so bright, and so close! No, of course, not close, they were many thousands of kilometers away, the Kid knew this, and yet... Oh, over Carlson’s house there was a starry tent, and it seemed to be just a stone’s throw away, and at the same time so infinitely far away!

What are you staring at? - Carlson asked impatiently. - I'm cold. Well, are you flying or have you changed your mind?

“I’m flying,” answered the Kid. - Thank you.

And the next day... What a day it was! Bosse and Bethan returned first, then dad, and last - but still this was the most important thing! - Mother. The baby rushed to her and hugged her tightly. May she never leave him again! All of them - dad, and Bosse, and Bethan, and Baby, and Miss Bok, and Bimbo - surrounded mom.

Has your overwork already passed? - asked the Kid. - How could it pass so quickly?

“It passed as soon as I received your letter,” said my mother. - When I found out that you were all sick and isolated, I felt that I would also become seriously ill if I did not return home immediately.

Miss Bock shook her head.

You acted unreasonably, Mrs. Svanteson. But from time to time I will come to you to help you with a little housework,” said Miss Bock. - And now I must leave immediately. I'm speaking on television tonight.

How surprised everyone was: mom, dad, Bosse, and Bethan.

Indeed? We all want to see you. We’ll definitely watch it,” Dad said. Freken Bock raised her head proudly.

Hope. I hope all the Swedish people will look at me.

And she hurried.

After all, I need to have time to get my hair done, and take a bath, and visit the masseuse and manicurist, and buy new insoles. It is necessary to get yourself in order before speaking on television.

Bethan laughed.

New insoles?.. Who will see them on TV?

Freken Bock looked at her disapprovingly.

Did I say that anyone would see them? Anyway, I need new insoles... You feel more confident when you know that everything is in order from head to toe. Although this may not be clear to everyone. But we, the ones who always appear on television, know this well.

Freken Bock hastily said goodbye and left.

“There’s no more housekeeper,” Bosse said when the door slammed behind her.

The kid nodded thoughtfully.

“I’m already used to it,” he said. - And she made a good cake with whipped cream - so big, airy - and decorated it with pieces of pineapple.

We'll save the cake for the evening. We'll drink coffee, eat cake and watch Miss Bok's performance on TV. That's how it was. When the time came for the transfer, Malysh called Carlson. He pulled the string hidden behind the curtains once, which meant: “Come soon.” And Carlson arrived. The whole family was gathered around the TV, coffee cups and whipped cream cake were on the table.

“Here we are with Carlson,” said the Kid when they entered the dining room.

Yes, here I am,” Carlson repeated and collapsed in the softest chair. - Finally, I see, a cake with cream has appeared here, and, I must say, very opportunely. Can I get a piece immediately... a very large piece?

“The boys get the cake last,” Mom said. - Besides, this is my place. You and Baby can both sit right on the floor in front of the TV, and then I'll give you a piece.

Carlson turned to the Kid:

I heard! Does she always treat you like this? Poor child!

Then he smiled, looking pleased.

It’s good that she treats me like that too, because it’s fair, otherwise I don’t play.

And both of them, Malysh and Carlson, sat on the floor in front of the TV and ate cake, waiting for Miss Bok to speak.

“It will begin now,” said dad. And in fact, Miss Bok appeared on the screen. And next to her is Mr. Peck. He hosted the program.

The housekeeper is alive! - Carlson exclaimed. - Hey, hey! Now we're going to have some fun!

Miss Bock shuddered. She seemed to hear Carlson's words. Or maybe she was just very worried because she was standing in front of the entire Swedish people and had to tell them how to make “Hildur Bock sauce.”

Tell me, please,” Mr. Peck began, “how did you come up with the idea to make this particular dish?”

It’s very simple,” said Miss Bok. - When you have a sister who doesn't know anything about cooking...

Then she fell silent, because Carlson extended his small chubby hand forward and turned off the TV.

The housekeeper appears and disappears at my request,” he said. But mom intervened.

Turn it back on immediately,” she said. - And don’t do that again, otherwise you’ll have to leave. Carlson pushed the Kid in the side and whispered:

What else can’t you do in your home?

Be quiet. Let’s look at Miss Bok,” said the Kid.

And for it to be tasty, it must be properly salted and peppered, and let it simmer longer,” Miss Bok finished.

And in front of everyone, she salted and peppered and boiled to her heart’s content, and when the sauce was ready, she looked from the screen with a sly look and asked:

Maybe you can try it?

Thank you, but not me,” said Carlson. - But so be it, if you give me names and addresses, I will bring to you two or three little fire-eaters that you spoke about. They will be happy to try!

Then Mr. Peck thanked Miss Bock for agreeing to come and tell me how she prepares this sauce, and this was clearly where the program should have ended, but then Miss Bock suddenly asked:

Can you please tell me hi to my sister?

Mr. Peck looked confused.

Okay, pass it on, just quickly! And then Miss Bok waved her hand on the screen and said:

Hello Frida, can you hear me? I hope you didn't fall off your chair?

“I hope so too,” Carlson said. - Otherwise, there will be an earthquake in Nordland.

Well, what are you talking about? - asked the Kid. - You don’t know what Frida is like. Maybe she is not at all as huge as Miss Bok.

Imagine, I know,” Carlson said. “I’ve been to their house on Freygaten several times and played ghost there.”

Then Carlson and Baby each ate another piece of cake and watched as the juggler on the screen threw five plates into the air at the same time and then caught all five on the fly. The Kid was bored looking at the juggler, but Carlson’s eyes were shining, and therefore the Kid was also happy.

Everything was very pleasant, and the Kid was so happy that everyone was sitting with him - mom, dad, Bosse, Bethan, Bimbo... and even Carlson!

When the cake was finished, Carlson grabbed the dish, licked the cream off it, then threw it up, like a plate juggler on screen.

That guy in the box is no slouch,” Carlson said. - How great! Guess who is the world's best dish thrower?

He threw the dish so high that it almost hit the ceiling, and the Kid got scared:

Enough, Carlson, no need... well, no need!

Mom and everyone else were watching TV. A ballerina was dancing there, and no one noticed what Carlson was doing.

And the Kid kept whispering: “Throw it, Carlson, don’t,” but it didn’t help, and Carlson serenely continued to throw the dish.

What a beautiful dish you have! - Carlson exclaimed and threw him to the ceiling again. “More precisely, you had a beautiful dish,” he corrected himself and bent down to collect the fragments. - Well, it’s okay, it’s nothing, it’s an everyday matter...

But mom heard the dish hit the floor and break. She spanked Carlson properly and said:

It was mine favorite dish, and not at all trifles and not an everyday matter.

The kid was unhappy that the best juggler in the world was being treated this way, but he understood that his mother was sorry for the dish, and tried to console her:

I'll take money from my piggy bank and buy you a new dish.

But then Carlson put his hand in his pocket, took out a five-era coin and handed it to his mother.

I myself am paying for what happened. Here! Please! Buy a new dish and you can keep the change.

“Thank you, dear Carlson,” said my mother.

You know what, buy some cheap vases with the remaining money and throw them at me when you get angry again.

The baby cuddled up to his mother:

Mom, are you not angry with Carlson, tell me? Mom patted Carlson’s hand first, then Baby, and said that she was no longer angry with them. Then Carlson began to say goodbye:

Hey, I have to go home, otherwise I'll be late for dinner.

What are you having for dinner today? - asked the Kid.

- “Carlson’s sauce, which lives on the roof,” said Carlson. - But I won’t put as much fox poison in it as the housekeeper puts in, you can believe me. Guess who is the world's best sauce maker?

You, Carlson. - said the Kid. An hour later, the Baby was already lying in his crib, and next to him stood the basket where Bimbo slept. Everyone - mom, dad, Bosse, and Bethan - came to his room to wish him Good night. The baby was already overcome by sleep. But he was not asleep yet, but was thinking about Carlson. What is he doing now, Carlson? Maybe he’s just making something... a birdhouse or something...

“Tomorrow, when I come home from school,” thought the Kid, “I’ll call Carlson and ask if I can fly to him and also make something else.”

And then the Kid thought: “It’s so good that Carlson made the call, I’ll call him whenever I want.” And suddenly I realized that he already wanted it.

He jumped out of bed, ran barefoot to the window and pulled the lace. Three times. This signal meant: “What a blessing that in the world there is such a beautiful, smart, moderately well-fed and brave little man like you, the best Carlson in the world!”

The kid stood for a while at the window, not because he was waiting for an answer, but just like that, and suddenly, imagine, Carlson arrived.

“Yes, you’re right,” he said, “It’s actually very good.”

Carlson said nothing more and immediately flew back to his green house on the roof.

In our traditional section about star secrets beauty singer Anna Sedokova explains how to hide figure flaws with tanning, shares the recipe for Angelina Jolie’s favorite vitamin cocktail and tells how her short-term vegetarianism ended.

- Anna, you are a mother of two children, but you would never guess it by looking at your chiseled figure...

Thanks for the compliment, but I'm not perfect at all! Yesterday, for example, I saw in social network a photo from my concert six months ago - it feels like I was five times fatter. And I didn’t worry about it at all, I didn’t even notice! In general, I believe that a woman should have the weight at which she likes herself. If she is plump and at the same time quite happy with herself, why try to change it? By the way, I have never been particularly thin.

- But you are very slim!

I am moderately well-fed, as one famous fat man said. And I’m constantly either getting fatter or losing weight. I don't have a scale, so... extra pounds jeans signal. I stop getting into them - I immediately drive myself to the gym and don’t calm down until I return to the weight at which I feel comfortable.

- Do you also resort to diets?

No, I am categorically against food restrictions. And I went on a diet only once - five years ago. It lasted me exactly one day. I remember that day I brought home and gave my daughter a small Yorkie puppy. Alina asked what we should call it. I looked at him with hungry eyes and said: “Let’s have a bun...” Some kind of madness has already begun, in a word. Now I just try to be smart about my diet. For example, I definitely won’t eat spaghetti at night, but during the day I can easily afford a small portion. I drink coffee and tea without sugar - my sister taught me to do this. At first I spat - it was bitter, disgusting, but now I can’t even imagine how it could be otherwise. And I also adhere to the recommendations of an Indian with whom I once talked about healthy eating. He was over forty, but at the same time he looked amazing, and there was not a wrinkle on his face.

- What secrets did he share with you?

He talked about enzymes. These are substances found in raw, unprocessed foods that help digest them. Over time, our skin becomes rougher, partly because the body's digestive processes no longer work as they should. Enzymes help solve this problem. I don’t know how it is in Russia (in currently the singer lives in California with her daughters Alina and Monica. - Approx. ed.), but in America they are now wildly popular and are sold in tablets: if you drink it, you will make up for the lack of necessary substances. However, I prefer to get my enzymes from natural foods. For example, I don’t cook buckwheat, but simply pour boiling water over it overnight - by the morning it turns out to be a very healthy porridge. Same thing with oatmeal. And if you soak raw almonds in water for a day, they turn into a nutritious, vitamin-rich snack. Besides, it’s summer now, and it’s easy to adhere to the principles of a raw food diet - all the necessary vegetables and fruits are available at any market.

- Do you eat meat?

Yes. Although I once tried to refuse him. Then I just participated in the show " glacial period“and wanted to lose a little weight, and someone said that giving up meat is the surest way. It all ended in fainting due to low hemoglobin. Now I eat white meat, turkey or chicken, only pork is prohibited. By the way, it’s meat, not salads and fruits, the best option for dinner. You definitely won't get better from it. But a salad in the afternoon will not bring any benefit - vegetables are poorly digested. Fruits at night are even more harmful - they also contain glucose and sugar. In general, if you feel hungry in the evening, protein is what you need.

- You mentioned that excess weight Do you prefer to do sports? What exactly do you do?

First of all, I run in the morning. Many people think that this is difficult. In fact, the hardest thing is to put on sports suit and sneakers, go outside and take the first step. And then everything somehow works out by itself. It’s even easier in the gym: you immediately succumb to this sports atmosphere, you begin to physically feel how your muscles are being worked, your body is improving. If I'm bored of walking on the treadmill just like that, I take my tablet with me and watch movies while I'm doing it. I practically don’t turn to the instructor anymore, because I know everything myself. I do cardio for an hour, then warm up my muscles. Since I don’t really like “hardware,” I do a set of exercises on a mat. I also practice boxing with a trainer. He praises me and says it’s turning out well. By the way, I recommend boxing to all girls - it’s great for pumping up your arms. If you also do squats and push-ups during the break, you get such a good, effective training, after which you come out squeezed like a lemon. But that's not all: when I'm in America, I go to the pool almost every day. From four to five in the evening my daughters and I have water treatments.

- Now it’s clear why you do without diets...

Well, yes, miracles don’t happen. Sometimes I’m too lazy to go to the gym, and especially for this case, I subscribed to the pages on one social network sporty girls with pumped up butts and thin waists. I’ll see a photo of one of them and say to myself: “So, this beauty has already pumped up her abs, Anya, pay attention. Have you been to the gym today?” This is a kind of motivation. By the way, as a child, I played every possible sport. My mother put me in all sections - from athletics to swimming, and I thank her very much for that. Now, when I see chubby children, I understand that this is one hundred percent the fault of the parents. If you notice that your son or daughter is overweight or has incorrect posture, urgently send your child to swimming, dancing, or martial arts - there are plenty of options. Between the ages of five and fifteen, the foundation for healthy human development is laid; this period should not be neglected. If you didn’t play sports as a child and think that you will come to the gym at 35 and easily create an athlete’s figure, you are mistaken. No, of course, you will do it someday, but you will have to put in a lot of effort.

- What kind of sports do your daughters enjoy?

The eldest, Alya, used to go to gymnastics, and now plays tennis professionally. And Monica is still too young for this, she is only three years old. Of course, I teach both of them to healthy eating and has already achieved some success. Alya, for example, will always prefer salad to potatoes - without any coercion on my part. She is a rare smart girl. And her figure is amazing. Let me note that I do not forbid my children from eating fatty foods or sweets. I just make sure that this is not on our table and form the habit of eating the right foods. For example, every morning, before waking Alya up for school, I make the girls fruit juice - from apples, carrots or grapes. And on an empty stomach I drink a vitamin cocktail made from green products. I just open the refrigerator, take everything that is green - cucumber, apple, parsley, dill, broccoli, asparagus - and put it in the juicer. You should also add a tablespoon of lemon juice, a pinch of ginger and a pinch of red pepper so that the cocktail really burns in your mouth. The stomach is cleansed like a brush. From time to time, I treat myself to a fasting day with a cocktail with lemon juice and cayenne pepper - it has many fans among Hollywood stars.

- Anna, an inevitable question for our column: are you familiar with the problem of cellulite, and if so, how do you fight it?

There is only one way to fight: put on your pants tighter - and go to the gym. You will almost never notice " orange peel» y sports girls. You can also include a massage, but it is painful - after which bruises remain. And forget about miracle scrubs - practice shows that they do not help. Yes, one more hint: nothing hides like this minor flaws figures like a tan. On bronze skin, cellulite is a thousand times less noticeable than on pale skin. Therefore, whenever possible, take sunbathing - naturally, after protecting your skin with cream.

- What facial care products do you use?

I really love cosmetics made by cosmetologists themselves. Usually these are little-known brands that can only be purchased in beauty salons. For example, in Beverly Hills there is an excellent cosmetologist, Russian by nationality. Stars like Kim Kardashian and Jada Smith, Will Smith's wife, go to her. So, I really like her cream with aloe extract, one hundred percent natural. After all, mass-produced creams, even expensive ones, contain all sorts of chemical additives, but here there is organic matter, an extract. And the effect is amazing. I also nourish the skin with serums with vitamins, they are applied under the main cream.

- How do you take care of your hair? They are constantly stressed from styling, curling...

Yes, you have to save. Today, for example, I slept in a Japanese mask all night. Before subjecting my hair to heat treatment with a curling iron, hairdryer or straightening iron, I always protect it with something - balm or serum. I also take special vitamins for hair, this is also important. And I usually go to the hairdresser with my own healing mask. There is a climazone in the salon that warms your head, and the mask is better absorbed under the influence of heat. You can also do the same procedure at home: apply a medicinal product to your hair, put on a plastic cap and blow it all over with a hot hairdryer for about 15 minutes. Your hair is perfectly moisturized.

-Have you ever wanted to change something about yourself?

And how! After all, I grew up as a modest and insecure excellent student, and also curly-haired - my head was like a dandelion. I remember constantly pestering the heavens: “Why, God, did you give me such curls? Why do other girls have beautiful straight hair, but I have this?” Then she matured, became wiser, fell in love with herself and immediately became prettier. Now I believe that a woman should be feminine, this is first and foremost. And femininity is not about shapes and sizes. It's in my head.

Cleansing cocktail from Anna Sedokova

“Many people know this recipe by heart. Hollywood stars first magnitude, including Angelina Jolie. And I understand them - the effect of the cocktail is simply amazing. The main difficulty is to survive the whole day on this drink alone: ​​you cannot drink or eat anything other than it. But as a result, you will kill two birds with one stone: you will cleanse your body and lose up to one and a half kilograms.

The ingredients are quite simple: water (1.5 l), lemon juice (1 tbsp.), maple syrup (or any other natural syrup, 1 tbsp.), honey (2 tbsp.), ground hot red pepper (1/ 2 tsp). Stir well and cool slightly. The miracle drink is ready!”

Moderately well-fed

adj., number of synonyms: 5

Plump (4)

Chubby (10)

Fat-bellied (26)

Thick (107)

Fatty (7)

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