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Last weekend I took my little girl to see her granny (“Oma”) in Germany. It was an occasion to speak and hear only German for a few days, as Daddy stayed home.

Oma doesn’t speak much French, and I had to translate “lait” and “chat”, but also “ouais” which she sometimes says instead of “oui”. (Blame her parents.) Oma was, however, very insistent with new words, and her granddaughter diligently repeated everything after her.

Back home, she doesn’t speak more German, but she speaks more, as Daddy noted half an hour after we arrived (and the nanny confirmed the next day).

Two funny situations in the past few days:

I was running late for training, and she was still at the table, so Daddy suggested I read her the German bedtime story while she was having dessert. When I came with the book, she gave me a scandalised look and said some long sentence which I didn’t understand, but her pointing first to the book and then to her dessert made it clear she meant: “It’ snot story time yet, it’s dessert time!”

And today, her 4½-year-old “future boyfriend” was visiting. At one point, he was telling her that he wanted 3 children later. A conversation ensued with him arguing in favour of 3 kids and her replying something that I’m not sure even he understood, but that went back and forth for a good five minutes. (Parents listening in the doorway.) Then when his mom came in, he called out to her “Mom, she doesn’t want me to have three children!” His mother, trying to keep a straight face, answered: “That’s alright, darling, unless you wan tot have them with her.”

To be continued…

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