Nephew of a friend of mine, 5 years old, struggling with the Latin in Harry Potter...
Runs up to people and shouts "Smelly armpits!" :o
Well, it's easier to say than Expeliarmus! ;D
I see them written down, and have to do them a syllable at a time, and might still get the emphasis wrong.
I see them written down, and have to do them a syllable at a time, and might still get the emphasis wrong.
There seem to be two distinct camps on this sort of thing: people who are used to having words they've never thought about how to pronounce, and those who've never conceived of such a thing. It only seems to loosely correlate with the amount of reading people do, so I suspect it's related to subvocalisation or something.
As a geeky child without access to the right kind of geeks, and indeed to a lesser extent as an adult, I had an extensive technical vocabulary that I'd only ever used in writing. Cue instant stammer when you suddenly realise - mid-sentence -you've actually no idea how to say 'ethernet' or whatever. It was something of an epiphany to talk about this with barakta for the first time: As written English is in effect her first language, she has this with all sorts of random words. There's also the related issue of not realising that a written word and a spoken word are the same thing.
As a geeky child without access to the right kind of geeks
Cue instant stammer when you suddenly realise - mid-sentence -you've actually no idea how to say 'ethernet' or whatever.
As a geeky child without access to the right kind of geeks
Good grief, that's a perfect description. Can I borrow that?QuoteCue instant stammer when you suddenly realise - mid-sentence -you've actually no idea how to say 'ethernet' or whatever.
Been there. Once as a kid I pronounced "subtle" as it's spelled and got roasted for it.
We were overtaken by a Pourse doing about 60 in an urban 30.
Mrs R: What an idiot
Me: Idiot is a bit mild for that.
Micro: How about twat?
Mini: No there is only one name bad enough for that -- DAVID CAMERON.
We were overtaken by a Pourse doing about 60 in an urban 30.
Mrs R: What an idiot
Me: Idiot is a bit mild for that.
Micro: How about twat?
Mini: No there is only one name bad enough for that -- DAVID CAMERON.
teh Cubs are a credit to their mother :thumbsup:I kind of thought it was the other way round. But whatever, ;D
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Because we don't have a thread for perfectly sensible parent utterances, this one seems appropriate...To which the obvious (to a pedant like me) response is:
Overheard on the train on Sunday:
"If you don't behave you're not getting any more Terry Pratchett books!"
:thumbsup:
Because we don't have a thread for perfectly sensible parent utterances, this one seems appropriate...It would be a short thread. One for befuddling grown up utterances, though...
Overheard on the train on Sunday:
"If you don't behave you're not getting any more Terry Pratchett books!"
:thumbsup:
Just watching Paralympic opening ceremony.
David Cameron is giving an interview before the start. My eldest (12- secondary school) pipes up 'Is that Piers Morgan?'
*Sigh* So proud. At least her younger sister could correctly identify him.....
Font worry, my friends daughter thought Cameron and Clegg were Ant and Dec and wondered why they were giving a press conference.
Nephew of a friend of mine, 5 years old, struggling with the Latin in Harry Potter...
Runs up to people and shouts "Smelly armpits!" :o
Well, it's easier to say than Expeliarmus! ;D
I'm constantly amazed at Nephew Oli's ability to say the names of dinosaurs. Of course, he only hears them spoken in documentaries (being 4, his reading is still limited, if at all) so he can parrot perfectly. I see them written down, and have to do them a syllable at a time, and might still get the emphasis wrong.
Carcharodontosaurus is one where he beats me hands down.
Nephew of a friend of mine, 5 years old, struggling with the Latin in Harry Potter...
Runs up to people and shouts "Smelly armpits!" :o
Well, it's easier to say than Expeliarmus! ;D
I'm constantly amazed at Nephew Oli's ability to say the names of dinosaurs. Of course, he only hears them spoken in documentaries (being 4, his reading is still limited, if at all) so he can parrot perfectly. I see them written down, and have to do them a syllable at a time, and might still get the emphasis wrong.
Carcharodontosaurus is one where he beats me hands down.
I got firmly told off by one of the Cub's teachers over dinosaurs
One of the younger cubs was into Jurassic Park, and asked what DNA was. Parent knew I was a medic, so I was asked
Now explaining DNA and RNA in simple terms is easy enough, and wrote down the full words.
Following week, parent came back, that teacher was unimpressed and that being able to understand and spell DNA and RNA was not suitable for an eight year old
His birthday must be coming up - unless it's already past. Tell him Happy Birthday form Santa. ;)
I was riding across Clapham Common this evening when a little girl spotted me. She fixed me with a curious gaze, pointed, and remarked to her female carer, 'He's not wearing a helmet'
'That's true' I commented, 'i'm not.' :)
Then, with absolutely perfect intonation indicating both frustration, and resignation, "Fuck it."
Then, with absolutely perfect intonation indicating both frustration, and resignation, "Fuck it."
Then, with absolutely perfect intonation indicating both frustration, and resignation, "Fuck it."
;D ;D ;D
My dad had the cheek to tell me off when I described a teacher as ‘a total tosser’ when I was about five or six. It was only because he used the word so frequently I’d assumed it was ok. Also, I thought it was something to do with pancakes.
"Your teacher may or may not be a tosser. But the fact remains that they are the teacher you have and you still need to learn from them. So concentrate on the learning and try to put aside the fact that they may be a tosser. Tell us if there are any particular issues."My dad had the cheek to tell me off when I described a teacher as ‘a total tosser’ when I was about five or six. It was only because he used the word so frequently I’d assumed it was ok. Also, I thought it was something to do with pancakes.
See, I'd rate its okayness based on whether or not the teacher was in fact a tosser. This is one of the many reasons why I shouldn't be allowed to be a parent.
"Your teacher may or may not be a tosser. But the fact remains that they are the teacher you have and you still need to learn from them. So concentrate on the learning and try to put aside the fact that they may be a tosser. Tell us if there are any particular issues."
Near verbatim from a conversation with one of the children.
2 year old, on seeing my netbook open on the table , points and says "I want to see bicycles"!
P (aged 8): 'I'm tessellating the cups in the dishwasher.'
Nativity play 'fail'In the version I heard of this one, the Innkeeper had failed the audition for the part of Joseph. Revenge was sweet.
Joseph: My Mary needs a room; we're tired and her baby is coming.
Innkeeper of alternative background: Come in! Would you like a drink? Food?
Half-remembered anecdote.
I got lost on the way to the bookshop (went the wrong way down one of the numbered streets - which are not v imaginative, but very helpful) and accidently bumped into the White House. I just didn't think that would be possible but it was a nice surprise. There are also surprisingly few people around.
In the afternoon, I walked along the Mall in a fairly haphazard way, from the White House up to the Capitol building and then down to the Lincoln Memorial. Sadly, the Supreme Court is having a facelift and I couldn't see it. It would have been pretty amazing to see the place that lots of my American politics bit of my a level came from, e.g. Roe v Wade. But I was there and I suppose most of the rest of it also counts in that regard. The architecture here is stunning. One of the great things about the city is all the free museums. The Smithsonian Instititution has loads of museums that you can just wander around - lots of them located along the Mall. Today I went to the National Botanic Garden, the Air and Space museum and the National Gallery and they were all brilliant. I really didn't have enough time for the latter (spent about 1hr15 in there before it closed) - I might pop back if I get half a chance. I didn't realise what amazing pictures they have in there - Monet's Japanese bridge, lots of beautiful Renoirs (turns out I like him quite a lot - most of the pictures that grabbed me were his) some Van Gogh's I recognised and lots more besides. As I came up to the war memorials, it started snowing which made it pretty atmospheric. It got pretty heavy pretty quickly and I couldn't see the Washington Monument through the blizzard for a bit. I got some groceries and something pretending to be a cup of tea at a 7-eleven just now and feel very American. I might even order some room service on Tuesday.
Tomorrow, I think I shall go to the free zoo, possibly the natural history museum and the 'castle'. I got in touch with the American Cancer Society before coming out here. They've organised a meal tomorrow night with someone from Brazil. A woman from Breakthrough Breast Cancer is also coming along so at least there will be a British ally! It'll be handy actually as I'll have met some people before I go to the conference on Monday. It'll be nice to have a chance to chat to people, but it is surprisingly easy to get used to your own company, tables for 1 etc. Having never been abroad alone before, I quite like the freedom of getting up/going out/doing whatever I fancy whenever I want.
From Martha:-
"Mummy! It's on the wall!"
"What is?"
"Pen juice!"
To quote my daughter, "No group has yet come forward to claim responsibility for this."
Apparently, at the moment, when Oli (5, cerebral) and Max (3, rumbustious) are left alone, there will often eventually be Noises Off, followed by Max coming out to say "Oli hit me!". The usual response is "Why?" to which he replies "I hit him!"
I feel I should be able to bond with Oli over this. I was a quiet elder sibling who liked reading, presented with a younger sister much more boisterous than I was. I never understood why she didn't just sit and look at a book like I wanted to.
Ha. That reminds me of my godmother's oldest son, aged about three, complaining "mummy, Rupert bit me." (Rupert was his granny's very placid dog). "What? Why? Why did Rupert bite you?" "I poked him in the eye with my He-Man sword." :facepalm:
Hello Kim! I have a new Android device.
dear <father's other wife> I hate you you have ruined my life. Love from <No 2 Daughter>..
We used to get frequent written gems from eldest g.d..
Being grandparents & thus knowing how quickly offspring get to an age where such things cease,I've saved them all.
When my daughter got wed last year I did not pull that stroke.Her relief is still palpable as the first anniversary approaches O:-)
We used to get frequent written gems from eldest g.d..
Being grandparents & thus knowing how quickly offspring get to an age where such things cease,I've saved them all.
It's late. I want to go to bed. I go to chase the juniors into bed *again*.
I've already asked them twice, so I need to be a little firmer.
I've just found them lying belly-down in the hallway, with books open.
Junior 1 is explaining *trig* to junior 2.
They have pencils and paper and triangles and sine graphs and stuffs.
I've left them to it.
That sounds like a cue to sit them down and have the serious talk that every parent dreads - where you explain Margaret Thatcher.They already know about that, mainly because Daddy was singing Ding Dong! for a whole week.
This evening he's gone to a sleepover at a friend's. He had to be reminded to pack toothbrush and clean pants for tomorrow; according to him the important things to take were pyjamas, book, socks (not sure why these are more important than pants, but hey) and... one of my cycling magazines! :thumbsup:
Aren't you David's cuddly toy?This evening he's gone to a sleepover at a friend's. He had to be reminded to pack toothbrush and clean pants for tomorrow; according to him the important things to take were pyjamas, book, socks (not sure why these are more important than pants, but hey) and... one of my cycling magazines! :thumbsup:
I see no cuddle toy/teddy bear here; that's refreshing cos David can't sleep without one so it's a packing essential.
Aren't you David's cuddly toy?This evening he's gone to a sleepover at a friend's. He had to be reminded to pack toothbrush and clean pants for tomorrow; according to him the important things to take were pyjamas, book, socks (not sure why these are more important than pants, but hey) and... one of my cycling magazines! :thumbsup:
I see no cuddle toy/teddy bear here; that's refreshing cos David can't sleep without one so it's a packing essential.
My mum's neighbour's grandson has started primary school. His teacher is called Mrs MacDonald "but she doesn't have a farm."
We used to get frequent written gems from eldest g.d..
Being grandparents & thus knowing how quickly offspring get to an age where such things cease,I've saved them all.
When my sister and I were little, we had one of those clicky Dymo labelling machines. My Mum's kitchen scales were adorned for about 20 years with the tape my sister made which said "Mumm I love you".
My mum's neighbour's grandson has started primary school. His teacher is called Mrs MacDonald "but she doesn't have a farm."
Slightly off topic here, but that song is a bloomin' minefield. I got caught out when Ted was at a singalong. The leader says "Come on parents! Join in!" and suddenly fingers are pointing and we're having to come up with answers. So, the parents that have done it before nab all the easy ones "chicken, cow, sheep, dog" and now they're at the "...and on that farm" and they're looking at me and I'm drawing a blank and they say "...he had a..." and now they're pointing and waiting and I can't think of anything that would be on a farm and I'm beginning to panic and the world slows down and Ted looks up at me with rare mute confusion and I know I'm failing him and then, from deep inside, an answer begins to surface and knowing that I will be saved, I (only slightly off pitch) chime in with "BARN!" and we're good for another 7 syllables, and then the horror.
Miss magnolia the younger: dad, its very early to have a beer!So few words, so much revealed.
Dad: well, its just after 1pm on a Saturday. Seems perfect to me.
Miss m: that's only because mum is away in Newcastle just now, isn't it?
Apparently Miss Z the elder has told all her schoolfriends that Daddy has a really big willy.My mum says one of the most embarrassing situations of her life was me on the bus with her, just before my little brother was born. She was very very pregnant, I wasn't quite two, and in one of those moments of silence on the bus, I announced, apropos of nothing, "my daddy has a big penis."
I'll just let that one percolate to the yummy mummies of the village.
Danny MacAskill is awesome!
Grammatically correct txts ftw!
5 yr old son this morning, 'Dad when we die we turn in to fairys, then hippos, then turkeys, then crocodiles, then pussy cats, then skellington!'
http://distractify.com/fun/fails/test-answers-that-are-totally-wrong-but-still-genius/ (http://distractify.com/fun/fails/test-answers-that-are-totally-wrong-but-still-genius/)Nos. 8 and 24 make I larf out loud. My family seem to look at the thing and give it back to me with a quizzical eyebrow raised. I've told them they don't think they are funny because they don't understand smartarse humour. It's good that a new year starts tomorrow!
Oh - I forgot about the aliens taking us for a joy ride in their rickety rocket. Apparently that wouldn't have happened because we wouldn't have known them and you don't go off with people you don't know!
Try some new phrasesChez boab we (all) with heavy irony use the phrase "like a boss" whenever a minor achievement is reached.
'Boss level'
When they've done something good or it is a birthday "You've levelled up".
Dinner with grandparents "Squad up, this dungeon isn't easy."
When someone is quiet at the dinner table; 'Camper'
But the good thing is that when you spend a cuddle on someone you get one back.This is, of course, a conversation we have had before.
That's because there's infinte cuddles, isn't there?he said (again, infinity is a concept that we've discussed before) then looked terribly thoughtful for a moment before adding
Or maybe just one. It's like it's infinity cuddles and ALL the same one cuddle, at the same time.
"Never trust someone who's dead."
Apparently this advice drawn from Dr Who, but it does sound like an improved version of the old "never trust a hippy".
"Never trust someone who's dead."
Apparently this advice drawn from Dr Who, but it does sound like an improved version of the old "never trust a hippy".
They both sound like lines from Red Dwarf.
a little girl of about fork-crown height
"Never trust someone who's dead."
Apparently this advice drawn from Dr Who, but it does sound like an improved version of the old "never trust a hippy".
They both sound like lines from Red Dwarf.
Never trust a hippy is a John Lydon quote.
"That's what you call hard-backed fiction."
Dylan (5): "Don't say anything silly".
Miss Dan the Younger: this date looks like C3P0's wires
Miss Dan the Younger: this date looks like C3P0's wires
What sort of a date are we talking about here?
Three is the most sensible number: one piece of cake in each hand and one in the gob!Also works for chocolate buttons :D
and TwigletsThree is the most sensible number: one piece of cake in each hand and one in the gob!Also works for chocolate buttons :D
This evening we also had this exchange:
me: *moment of exasperation*
her: what are you going to do with seven hake?
OK, that's verging on befuddling, but I might start using "oh for seven hake" in conversation now and then. :)
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It's difficult to tell if barakta is still here or not, because she hasn't brought a bike.
What time did Kim and barakta leave?
(upon being told a little after 1)
Hmm. About three hours. They might be nearly back.
(upon train times being checked and confirming their expected arrival time in Mordor)
Yes, they are probably just about in Silly Oak now
Little Duck, looking at Rich Forrest and Dawn's recumbent tandem and trailer 'Wow!'. This was only the second time he has said that word, the first being the day before, on observing a recumbent trike at York Rally :DInigo has "Wow" as one of his stock expressions, but mostly refuses to speak. Apparently, when he wakes up at really stupid o'clock (he might easily become an audaxer) one of the ways to get his parents not to be totally pissed off with him is to start counting. "One... nine... four..." but during the day he is mostly silent, other than laughter or whingeing. Oh, he does say "durdlurdlurdlurdlurdle" quite a lot.
Methinks that one day, when it suits him, Inigo will spout some well-constructed, complete sentences displaying complex logic.
Some little bright boys do this.
Methinks that one day, when it suits him, Inigo will spout some well-constructed, complete sentences displaying complex logic.
Methinks that one day, when it suits him, Inigo will spout some well-constructed, complete sentences displaying complex logic.Further Anecdata point: No2Son. Tertius child didn't bother talking till Quarta arrived.
Some little bright boys do this.
Methinks that one day, when it suits him, Inigo will spout some well-constructed, complete sentences displaying complex logic.Further Anecdata point: No2Son. Tertius child didn't bother talking till Quarta arrived.
Some little bright boys do this.
He wasn't much of a wailer, either. Lovely baby No2Son. Lovely young man, too, now, if we're honest.Methinks that one day, when it suits him, Inigo will spout some well-constructed, complete sentences displaying complex logic.Further Anecdata point: No2Son. Tertius child didn't bother talking till Quarta arrived.
Some little bright boys do this.
Presumably, when Quarta arrived, Tertius realised speech was a more precise tool for achieving desires than the blunderbuss WAIL
He wasn't much of a wailer, either. Lovely baby No2Son. Lovely young man, too, now, if we're honest.Methinks that one day, when it suits him, Inigo will spout some well-constructed, complete sentences displaying complex logic.Further Anecdata point: No2Son. Tertius child didn't bother talking till Quarta arrived.
Some little bright boys do this.
Presumably, when Quarta arrived, Tertius realised speech was a more precise tool for achieving desires than the blunderbuss WAIL
Paris seems to be mostly tree-lined avenues
Glad he's got "only" gastroenteritis and hope he recovers soon.
Hope the wee man gets well soon.
Note that arpanet got it right: IP addresses are big-endian.
Note that arpanet got it right: IP addresses are big-endian.
Dull OT IP stuff...(click to show/hide)
And did you? I've never properly gone for it.
Daughter emerges from shower, dons dressing gown, leaves bathroom. 2-year-old son, so far with limited vocabulary, demands to be picked up so she does so and sits him on her knee. He opens the top of her dressing gown and looks quizzically for a few seconds at the contents. Then, very clearly, whilst pointing, "One..., two...!"
That's about as far as as any male gets when looking at naked boobies.
That's about as far as as any male gets when looking at naked boobies.
Total Recall.
My son a the weekend was singing "We're going to the pub!", and we did.I like this child. Can I borrow them?
My son a the weekend was singing "We're going to the pub!", and we did.I like this child. Can I borrow them?
Aw!
(I'm still adjusting to the idea of Nye being able to talk, as I think he was mostly pointing and "da!"ing the last time we met.)
(I'm still adjusting to the idea of Nye being able to talk, as I think he was mostly pointing and "da!"ing the last time we met.)
(I'm still adjusting to the idea of Nye being able to talk, as I think he was mostly pointing and "da!"ing the last time we met.)
Small children get firmware updates between visits.
(I'm still adjusting to the idea of Nye being able to talk, as I think he was mostly pointing and "da!"ing the last time we met.)
Small children get firmware updates between visits.
At the moment he's getting updates between meals I think! Everyday something new.
We clearly haven't seen you for far too long!
(I'm still adjusting to the idea of Nye being able to talk, as I think he was mostly pointing and "da!"ing the last time we met.)
Small children get firmware updates between visits.
(I'm still adjusting to the idea of Nye being able to talk, as I think he was mostly pointing and "da!"ing the last time we met.)
Small children get firmware updates between visits.
Larger ones too! EldestCub has joined a band. And got a fb account, primarily so he can like the band's page. I definitely have a teen...
Larger ones too! EldestCub has joined a band. And got a fb account, primarily so he can like the band's page. I definitely have a teen...
Larger ones too! EldestCub has joined a band. And got a fb account, primarily so he can like the band's page. I definitely have a teen...
Gosh! That's all going to eat into his KSP time!
Playing I-spy in the car phonetically between Marf, Mum and Dad as Inigo (aged 2) a) rarely speaks and b) can't spell. Ig silently stares out the window at the cows for what seems like hours.
Marf: 'I-spy with my little eye, something beginning with 'w''.
Inigo: 'Wa Wa. A duck.'
Something IS going on in that little brain...
"Feeling sleepy is a normal part of being human."
At the seaside last weekend, I took him in the sea. He was unimpressed. When I asked what he didn't like he said 'It's too... watery'.
(After I had completed the most perfect reverse parking and turned off the engine)
"Well done, mama!"
;D
Brilliant!
re an earlier post: anyone else feel that calling pre-school children "students" should go in "Perfectly nonsensical adult utterances" ?
We're going on a bear hunt,
We're going to catch a big one,
What a beautiful day!
We're not scared.
Uh-oh!(click to show/hide)
'Those trees look like a row of broccoli!'
My parents have been Grandma & Grandad for my older kids (the issue didn't come up since their maternal grandfather had died early, and their grandmother had been called 'Muzzer', hence 'Muzz', and then, naturally, 'Gruzz').
However, Butterfly's parents have been called Grandma & Grandad for almost as long by our nieces & nephews. Hard to change it. So The Duck has 'Grandad with Molly the Cat' and 'Grandad with the orange car'. Grandmas, it seems, are interchangeable ;D
I think... when it gets hot, people in cars with tattoos on their arms... they put their arms where the window should be.
Oh, algebra. I love algebra.She's 7. :)
Dramatis personae: my wife's brother, and his daughter, who is not quite five.
- Am I the best daddy in the world?
- No, daddy.
<wags finger>
You need to try harder.
Sounds like the EVIL influence of premature formal education...
There is a pirate ship in the children's section of the library, but I'm intrigued as to what an unreal library might be.
Andrew (4): Mummy, look at this!Further to this:
Mummy: I can't, darling, I'm driving.
Andrew: Well, use the eyes in the back of your head, then.
Was fettling family bikes in the garden today for a while, and guest child was moved to say "Your dad is sitting and fixing your bike as if it's the most normal thing in the world."
Is it not? Do other people not sit in the garden on a Saturday afternoon fiddling with bicycles?
The real problem is that palaeontology progresses at a rate that renders all your dinosaur knowledge out-of-date by your mid teens, unless you have an professional interest in the field, or smalls of your own to keep you up to date with the current literature.
The real problem is that palaeontology progresses at a rate that renders all your dinosaur knowledge out-of-date by your mid teens, unless you have an professional interest in the field, or smalls of your own to keep you up to date with the current literature.
It is, however, pleasing to note that the term "thagomi[s|z]er" is still current.
"Grandad, what happened to your hair?"
"Grandad, what happened to your hair?"
A few days back, I was telling Nye that everyone has to brush their hair. "Even Grandad?" He asked in amazement. I confirmed that even Grandads, both of whom have limited amounts of hair, brush the hair they have. Which may not take long. They do have beards to maintain though.
"Grandad, what happened to your hair?"
A few days back, I was telling Nye that everyone has to brush their hair. "Even Grandad?" He asked in amazement. I confirmed that even Grandads, both of whom have limited amounts of hair, brush the hair they have. Which may not take long. They do have beards to maintain though.
Next week's lesson: White people with dreadlocks. ;D
"Grandad, what happened to your hair?"
A few days back, I was telling Nye that everyone has to brush their hair. "Even Grandad?" He asked in amazement. I confirmed that even Grandads, both of whom have limited amounts of hair, brush the hair they have. Which may not take long. They do have beards to maintain though.
"Grandad, what happened to your hair?"
A few days back, I was telling Nye that everyone has to brush their hair. "Even Grandad?" He asked in amazement. I confirmed that even Grandads, both of whom have limited amounts of hair, brush the hair they have. Which may not take long. They do have beards to maintain though.
Not true. I get my hair cut in a number 4. No need for brushing or combing and the and the same for anyone else with a the same or shorter.
Does it matter that they are thirty and send you a meme on WhatsApp? No? good.
"Having a daughter is like having a broke best friend who thinks you're rich"
Does it matter that they are thirty and send you a meme on WhatsApp? No? good.
"Having a daughter is like having a broke best friend who thinks you're rich"
You too, huh? Take courage, it doesn't stop at 30. Or 40.
That's seriously depressing! Ours is just 18, but I already can't wait for her to earn a living and stop asking for money!
'Yesterday, you were a square; today you're a prime number.'That is awesome! I will have to set that as an exercise for my students.
Nephew (who can't write yet) dictating text of birthday card to his mother, for older sister to write out.
Misses mini-rower #1 and #2, now aged 7 and 5, with this lyric-change:
The snow glows white on the mountain tonight, not a footprint to be seen,
A kingdom of isolation, caused by COVID-19.
Just been sent a video of 3 year old nephew, staring out the window of a plane. "Cheeky airplane, don't go down in the water" :o
The youngest monkey can be a bit firey. She had a big grump today but calmed her down and talking to her later said I feel like acting like that sometimes but can't because I'm a grown upExcellent response from Youngest Monkey, there.
Her reply. Well I better do it now or I'll miss my opportunity
The youngest monkey can be a bit firey. She had a big grump today but calmed her down and talking to her later said I feel like acting like that sometimes but can't because I'm a grown up
Her reply. Well I better do it now or I'll miss my opportunity
“It’s going to a man-made, globally-heated hell, grandad, and it’s taking my future with it”?That'll be the eldest who's turning quite nicely into an eco warrior (as is appropriate for late teenage years)
“It’s going to a man-made, globally-heated hell, grandad, and it’s taking my future with it”?That'll be the eldest who's turning quite nicely into an eco warrior (as is appropriate for late teenage years)
"But I *need* the torch, mummy."They'd probably been reading https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/We%27re_Going_on_a_Bear_Hunt
[parent inaudible]
"Because there might be BEARS!"
(Onna campsite in Oxfordshire, not Surrey, but the child was sufficiently small that she probably didn't know that.)
The eldest has had a lot of changes starting big school and starting to get hormonal
Very much a mummy's girl at the moment.
Yesterday we were wandering up the road to check on our friends dogs. I had keys in my hand for their house and she stuck her hand towards me. I handed her the keys thinking she wanted to go ahead.
No daddy I wanted to hold your hand.
I think there was a look of slight surprise on my face as she then said
Daddy I do love you, you just get me at all my bad times. You know getting me up, bedtime and homework.
Shes not wrong