The Georgous

Our most enlightening (well, enlightening for me at least!) conversations often occur in the car on the way home after dropping Daddy off at the train station at 6.55 in the morning.

This conversation started like most others with Georgia asking a question

G: “Who’s that?”

Me: “A man” [A man walking along the side of the road]

G: “Whose man is that?”

Me: “Do all men belong to somebody?”

G: “Yes!”

Me: “Oh so you mean like Daddy belongs to Georgia and Mummy?”

G: “Yes! Whose man is that?”

Me: “I guess he must be Somebody’s man then…”

Well, that seemed to satisfy her.

is teaching 2 year old Georgia how to sing Puff the Magic Dragon.

I remember learning to sing it at ISB – one of my all-time favourites….finding it again – on You Tube- The Seekers version — was just brilliant! 

Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.

Together they would travel on boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff’s gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes would bow whene’er they came
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name, oh

CHORUS

A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys
Painted wings and giants’s rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.

His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his lifelong friend, Puff could not be brave
So, Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave, oh

Centre – Santa Claus

Every morning, when we brush teeth before bath-time, we say

“Left, left left, Centre centre, centre, right right right.”

Lab (glasses) – (mummy’s) lap

When she found my laboratory safety spectacles, Georgia asked what they were, upon being told that they were lab glasses, she patted my lap and sit on mummy’s lap.

Georgia has learnt to count, perhaps more accurately it should be said, Georgia has learnt to recite numbers from One ’til Eleven; well, why stop at ten??

She does do counting, I am inclined to believe that she does understand that reciting numbers do represent assigning numbers. Just the other day, she was excited over a couple of babies who followed us in to the Cardiff Toys ‘R Us store, and she counted…

“One baby….two babies”

Finally!! We made it to the Land of the Nappy-free (in the day time at least!).
We are still navigating slowly in the nights – but that is another story.

This one begins with a day out – to Bath and then to The Mall at Cribbs.

It was a hesitant decision to not use pull-ups. We have had several short outings in ‘pretty panties’ but nothing like being out the whole day. Main concerns were – what do we do when we’re going at 70 mph down the M4 and Georgia decides she needs to wee – granted we have the travel pottee (a very useful invention) but stopping on the gravelly hard shoulder with other cars whizzing by at 100mph simply is not safe!

Thankfully, I didn’t have to worry. With a little planning and anticipation, (well it’s all about timing) once she had done a big wee at home we left straight-away to head to Bath. The travel pottee was used twice that day, but there were also other successful visits to the loos in Cribbs.

So all in all, a very successful dry day out!

This conversation occured this morning after  a short discussion on birds and their feathers.

G: “Georgia’s a bird too”

Me: “Oh you want to be a bird?”

G: “Yes – fly”

Me: “Where do you want to fly to?”

G: “Penang – see Mama in Penang”

Note – a long way to fly – over 6000 miles to fly from the UK to Penang, Malaysia to see Mama – (maternal grandmother).

An almost 2-year old Georgia started this conversation in the car after dropping Daddy off to work, at the train station.

“Mummy, go work”

The cogs in my head start turning….”Do you want mummy to go to work?”

G: “Yes!”

Me: “Don’t you want mummy to stay at home with you?”

G: A hesitant…”no”

Me: “But if i go to work, you have to start going to nursery. I will have to drop you every morning at the nursery. Do you want that?”

G: “Mummy go nursery too…”

So there you have it – I need a new job at the nursery!

I was so so so impressed today – I’ve been trying to potty train Georgia ‘properly’Given it’s warm here and her wetting her pants isn’t too much of an issue here – so she’s been out of nappies

In the day time – and when we’re out I try not to put her in nappies so her car seat is lined with an old towel so it doesn’t get wet incase of an accident.

Although she had a nappy on most of the mornign while we were shopping at Gurney Plaza, she stayed dry – and I only found out a lunch time (at A&W) when she asked for Baby’s potty…at which point i took her to the nearest ladies loo and found a dry nappy.

So hopefully if we can keep this up and it works well — we won’t have to buy nappies any more!!! YIPPEE! 

In Penang, Malaysia:

Day 2 of – No nappies during the day time.

Georgia sits on a towel in her car seat – in case of accidents but so far only 1 during an extremely long journey to Sunshine Square!

As of the week starting  18 November, Georgia has started stating her demands in sentences — 3-5 word long sentences.