Category Archives: Learning

The art of communication…

From a very early age we learn how our kids communicate. When they’re babies we note distinctive cries for food or sleep. I’ve found this continuing through my daughter learning to speak, having to repeat the noises made to pick out words.

And then recently, a story she wrote, it’s a definite bestseller, but only if you speak what I like to call Loish (her name’s Lois).

Here’s the story……

Once upon a time, there was 3 little hatchimals, was going to the shop, the end.

Watch out JK Rowling!

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Is it about the winning or the taking part?

I like running, good for the body, good for the mind and all that, but I’m having to take it more seriously now. I may not know an exact date, but I know there’s a good chance that my kids sports day will come up in the next few weeks and I want to be ready.

Yes I know it’s her first year at school and it’s not about the winning, but it would be amazing to cross the finish line as champion of the parents race wouldn’t it? Not that I’ll have a speech ready for the podium medal ceremony. No, it’s not about that at all. Are you allowed to take supporters to cheer you on and chant your name?

So I’m going to train like Mo Farrah, get lots of miles in the legs and do speed training on the track in preparation for the day of glory.

N.b. I’m almost certain, none of this will happen, I’ll get scared on the big day and not even make it to the start line.

After school clubs

Cast your mind back to when you were at school, apart from netball, did you take part in any after school activities?

This term my 5 year old daughter has been offered the chance to go to after school clubs, here’s a selection of what’s on offer, cricket, parachute fun (I presume they are meaning 10 kids throwing one in the air in a school hall, not jumping out of an aeroplane?!) and board games.

When I was in the infants class I used to stay behind and do country dancing and I hated every second of it.

Don’t do it, it’ll stink…

WARNING! To everyone taking kids to a beach this summer.

If you are looking for interesting stones and pebbles and come across some crabs legs that your child finds fascinating, LEAVE THEM THERE!

I can confirm that putting them in a toy bag for a week, so they’re safe for next month’s ‘show and tell’ makes your house stink!

You’re welcome.

Trumping etiquette

A 4 year old girl I know, was round at her granny and grandpa’s house when she announced “I just farted!” The granny was quite shocked at the word and said “no, you just let out some windy pops.”

A little while later whist playing, the girl turned back to her grandparents and told them “I just farted some windy pops!”

Hahaha out of the mouths of babes.

Bleeding heck…

My four-year-old is doing a project at school about bodies, she’s obsessed with blood. She tells me on a daily basis, there is blood in our feet, in our hands, in our head, in our faces and in our tummies.

When I fell over last week her only concern was how much I bled, it was just a little graze on my knee but she thought Id lost pints! If she falls over, which is every other day, she’ll be fine until she sees the tiniest little drop of claret.

In a discussion about Someone that died she asked “did all their blood come out?” I think I’ve bred vampire in training.

Doesn’t Christmas go on?

Christmas must be so confusing for children, it feels like it goes on forever doesn’t it? My four-year-old asked last night why somebody still had their twinkly lights up outside the house. I tried to reply but I knew I was fighting a losing battle, trying to explain that we are currently in the 12 days of Christmas and lights don’t have to be down until January 5th, then add in the advent calendar where you open a window every day for 24 days and the fact that we went to see Father Christmas in mid November and it’s no wonder she believes that Christmas goes on longer than the X factor!