Sometimes when we’re in the musical mood, Georgia and I play the piano together. We bang away making up tunes…and sometimes I play bits of her favourite songs.
Tomorrow from Annie (The Musical) is an all-time favourite, and as I played the melody from the show, Georgia tried to lift up the piano keys. Turning to me with a very serious look and a nod of her head she says, “Annie in there!”
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?”
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.
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff
And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff, oh
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
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…
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.
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