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A Gender Change?

A couple of mornings ago, downstairs in the kitchen, Georgia announces very confidently,
“Mummy’s a boy!”
So I ask her, “Oh, when did I become a boy?”
To which her immediate reply was “On Sunday. When Daddy became a girl!”

An appointment to see the Queen…but

she wasn’t there!

We stopped at Windsor on the way back from Croydon. Being able to step straight in to a working living castle is expensive albeit fascinating.

There have been some changes at Windsor since I last visited in 2004, there’s now the Moat Garden, which looked very pretty over the castle wall, but most of the exhibits and the format of the tour pretty much stayed the same.

While we were there, we made it in time for the changing of the guard, which in itself was heart-throbbing (thank the drums) and very colourful. Unfortunately after about five minutes, Georgia decided she didn’t like the drums – they were too loud. Luckily neither of us were too fussed about seeing the whole changing of the guard thing so we quite happily went on our way. At least it meant that we didn’t have to heave and push with the throng of people when the crowd dispersed.

We made our way in to St George’s chapel, at which point Georgie remembers that she’s here to see the Queen. We had explained to her that this was where the Queen lived and reminded her of the nursery rhyme about the little pussy cat who visits the queen. 

Inside the chapel she sees two chaplains and says to her daddy, “Can we ask them, where is the Queen?”
To which her daddy says, “Ok, you ask the lady where the Queen is and say that you’d like to see the Queen”

So up she totters to this kindly elderly lady and says “I’d like to see the Queen, please?”
Thankfully this lady very politely says,”Oh dear, I’m sorry but the Queen is away on her holidays at the moment. She’s up at Balmoral in Scotland having her holiday.”

Georgie nods, turns around, looks at me and says, “The Queen is busy right now”

Jul 30, 2008 - Conversations, Parenting, Random    No Comments

Bonjour!

Good day, how is your family?

The words from Disney’s Beauty and the Beast song have been fervently sung these past few days. And judging from Georgia’s French pronounciation, I figured perhaps it’s time to expose her to a third language – Francais…

So tentatively we start her out saying…

“Bonjour, Je m’apelle Georgia-mae” -complete with French accents on her name.
She manages exceedingly well, only to continue with “And what about Mama Mirabelle?”

Happy happy happy!

The wisdom of our children forever astounds.

A couple of days ago, after a fairly traumatic day which involved my often shouting – No! No! No! to Georgia, we had a very enlightening conversation. I’m sure all Parenting Experts will at this point say ‘She’s challenging her boundaries’.

I asked her, “Do you like Mummy being angry?”

Her immediate vehement response, “No!” and then she goes on to say…

“I like mummy to be happy happy happy, and daddy and Georgie to be happy happy happy!”

Now, please tell me, how do I help her maintain this as a life-long policy?

Jul 17, 2008 - Conversations, Parenting    No Comments

A little friend – Ixchell

After her first day at nursery last week, Georgia came back telling me about her friend Ixchell.

The conversation went along the lines of

Ixchell has a Mr Men sah (shirt) and Georgia has a princess sah!

When Georgia first mentioned Ixchell last week, I wasn’t sure if Ixchell was an actual person, whether she was one of the little ones or perhaps one of the grown-ups….I’m pleased to report, Ixchell is in fact a sweet bubbly little girl who upon seeing Georgia again today – excitedly waved her hands and said “Georgia-mae!”

Jul 17, 2008 - Conversations, Parenting, Random    No Comments

Georgraphy for a 2.5 year old….

Another conversation that took place this morning on the way to ‘school’

G: Where is Undy?
Me: In Monmouth
G: Where is Monmouth?
Me: In Wales
G: Where is Wales?
Me: In the UK.
G: Where is the UK?
Me: That’s where we are now…
G: Where does Ah Kong live?
Me: In Penang…

We SO REALLY need to get a world map.

Jul 17, 2008 - Conversations, Parenting, Random    No Comments

Who teaches the worms?

Georgia has been fascinated with the garbage trucks for some time now. Three kinds visit our area each week, the ‘worms’ truck that takes away all our compostable waste, the recyling truck that takes away glass, cans and generally everything recyclable (except plastic milk bottles!) and finally the rubbish truck that takes away everything else.

This morning on our way to ‘school’ we drove past the ‘Worms’ truck….and that led to this conversation.

G: Oh look mummy – the worms truck.
Me: Oh yes – it does look like the worms truck.
G: They are picking up rubbish for the worms to eat eat eat.
Me: Yes – but the worms can’t eat all kinds of rubbish – only some kinds – like paper and cardboard and food that we don’t want. And then all the other rubbish goes into the other rubbish truck – like plastic and everything else that the worms can’t eat.
G: Who teaches the worms?

It took me a while to work out that Georgia as actually asking who teaches the worms (teaches sounded a bit like kisses) but G patiently repeated herself several times until I got it.

My final explanation was : it’s something that the worms do – they break up the soil and eat the rubbish and after that we can use soil to plant more food and flowers.
Me: Where there are no houses….

W-H questions…What?

Georgia has started to get the hang of questioning and sometimes it can feel like a constant interogation.

At a visit to the Mall (@ Cribbs Causeway) on Saturday we sat next to a mummy and baby pair in the food court, soon enough the questions started.

G: What’s the mummy doing?
Me: Feeding the baby.
G: What’s the baby doing?
Me: Eating
G: What’s the baby eating?
Me: A sandwich
…and then it starts again…
G: What’s the mummy doing?

Me: ???

Jun 11, 2008 - Conversations, Parenting, Random    No Comments

W-H questions…Where?

This morning, in the car…

G: Where is Bambi?
Me: In the forest.
G: Where is the forest?
Me: In the country-side
G: Where is the country-side?
Me: Where there are no houses….

Note to self — perhaps – ‘Bambi’s in the book’ would have been a more accurate answer which would not have had any more follow-ons

Books read:
Alphabets – U, V

From the library –
Curious George catches a train
Postman Pat and the big butterflies

Jun 10, 2008 - Conversations, Parenting, Random    No Comments

To market, to market…

Tuesdays seem to have become our weekly visit to the market and to the library to return our books and borrow new ones.

Cherries were the new thing for Georgia today, bought from the market at £2 per pound. Final conclusion was – They taste like grapes but with large seeds in them. So far, Georgia has only had seedless grapes.

Books read today:
Letters S and T – both recognised.
Numbers 1 to 10.

A library book – I love my bed.

 

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