Friday, 27 February 2009
Less embarrassing
Mum's secretly relieved because in the last few days I have been calling her, "Mama!" instead of "Baba!"
Friday, 20 February 2009
Word associations
As well as a source of endless observer fascination, I've noticed that doors take... keys. "Keys!"
And Mummy's handbag has three sets of keys: front door keys, car door keys, and spare keys.
I'm loving raiding Mummy's handbag and trying out all the keys in the doors. I'm nearly 100% sure the car door key fits into the bathroom door somehow - I just have to keep trying it. And telling Mum as I do so, "Door! Keys!"
And Mummy's handbag has three sets of keys: front door keys, car door keys, and spare keys.
I'm loving raiding Mummy's handbag and trying out all the keys in the doors. I'm nearly 100% sure the car door key fits into the bathroom door somehow - I just have to keep trying it. And telling Mum as I do so, "Door! Keys!"
Tuesday, 17 February 2009
I love doors
I've appointed myself as Chief Door Observer 2009.
Every door I encounter, I point out to Mum: "Door!"
That's every door, during the course of the whole day. The front door, the fridge door, the car door ("Tar! Door!") the nursery front door, the nursery inside door with the buzzer, the nursery keycode door, all cupboard doors, and every door on the telly.
Every door I encounter, I point out to Mum: "Door!"
That's every door, during the course of the whole day. The front door, the fridge door, the car door ("Tar! Door!") the nursery front door, the nursery inside door with the buzzer, the nursery keycode door, all cupboard doors, and every door on the telly.
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