MUMMY: Isaac, do you need to do a poo?
ISAAC [standing naked on Dylan's bedroom floor]: Yes.
MUMMY: Do you want to do a poo in your potty?
ISAAC: No.
MUMMY: Do you want to do your poo in a nappy then?
ISAAC: No. Dylan's room.
Sunday, 30 December 2012
Sunday, 23 December 2012
Duck barn.
This photograph hangs in our hall. Consistently for about half a year, Isaac has referred to it as a 'duck'. He will not be convinced otherwise. Lately he has pointed out the two white shapes on the front of the barn as 'eyes' and the yellow door as a 'mouth'. A person really must have ducks on the mind, in order to see a barn as a duck.
Tuesday, 18 December 2012
Sunday, 16 December 2012
Thursday, 6 December 2012
DYLAN: Can I please tape these toys together?
DADDY: Yes. The tape is on the table.
DYLAN: Can you do me a favour and get the tape for me?
DADDY: No, you can get the tape yourself, from the table.
DYLAN: Do I have to do everything for you? I'm not your slave, you know.
DADDY: Yes, you're right Dylan. You don't have to get the tape.
DYLAN: But I want to tape these toys together.
DADDY: That's OK. You still don't have to get the tape.
DADDY: Yes. The tape is on the table.
DYLAN: Can you do me a favour and get the tape for me?
DADDY: No, you can get the tape yourself, from the table.
DYLAN: Do I have to do everything for you? I'm not your slave, you know.
DADDY: Yes, you're right Dylan. You don't have to get the tape.
DYLAN: But I want to tape these toys together.
DADDY: That's OK. You still don't have to get the tape.
Saturday, 1 December 2012
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