Well, my big plans for a weekly school update are not going to materialize for last week as we got kicked in the fanny by the stomach flu. We got in a little school here and there, but not enough to write about. So, in it’s place, I thought I would share a little conversation between J and my 4yo (WM will stand wild man for now ;o) Using his initial just doesn’t work well. I need cute nicknames for them!)
Wearing Daddy’s shoes and carrying his tool case, WM: I’m doin’ to work on du hout you want to buy J (translation for those of you whose second language isn’t 4yo: I’m going to work on the house you want to buy J)
J (in a bit of an ornery mood): I already bought one.
WM: Yep an (and) I’m doin’ (going) to work on it
J: Do you know where it is?
WM: Jus down du street, in Mekico (Mexico)
J: No, my house isn’t in Mexico
WM: Oh, is it in New York lity (City)?
J: No, I bought a house in Namibia and I have a job there so I am now a Namibian.
WM: Ok, I’ll go to Mamibia (Namibia) too
It is amazing where our geography lessons sneak into our everyday life and play :o)
She can't move to Namibia! Papa and I would miss her! How about Hwy. 53? :-)
ReplyDeleteTrue, but there is such a pleasant ring to Namibian as opposed to Hwy 53ian ;o)
ReplyDeletelove those conversations! Sorry about the bug.
ReplyDelete~Cara