Tag Archives: language

Day #332 Cold blooded

After so many photos and videos of our trips to the zoo, it was looking like a bitter disappointment that, for various reasons, we wouldn’t get a chance to take my mum to Dublin zoo. However, at the last minute, an unexpected opportunity arose this afternoon, on her last day in Dublin. The weather did…

Day #323 Bereft**

I seem to be cursed with having extremely literary friends. I know several who have written books at this stage. Some are self-published, some are gaining steam in the traditional publishing world. Some are in the process of writing or shopping agents. I don’t mean this in a dismissive way of “oh everyone is writing…

Day #313 Not the Mama!

Last time my mother was visiting Hawkeye was communicating with very basic sentences and a relatively limited vocabulary.¬†Now, he’s a full blown threenager, and while much of his babble is still in that mysterious language unknown to grownups, there is also a significantly more complex communication going on. Observing natural language acquisition from up close…

Day #290 Screwing around

The theme of the weekend is clearly word play, whether drunk or sober. One of Hawkeye’s long time favourite toys is his tool box set from IKEA. The IKEA DUKTIG range is everywhere. Aside from owning one, I have run across the main kitchen unit in our creche, in waiting rooms, in various public play…

Day #281 The story behind the “cursed fork”

This is the story of what actually prompted “The Cursed Fork” post from two days ago. I couldn’t wrap my mind around the absurdity to write it up initially, and then I was stymied by figuring out what spelling best captured what was actually being uttered. We haven’t had much in the way of problems…

Day #279 The cursed fork

Ladies and gentlemen, my husband strikes once again with his quick thinking and silver tongue. This is not the first time we’ve had such a problem. Last year we went to great lengths to avoid any situations where our toddler got to see a clock in public because, as was totally normal for his stage…

Day #274 Language acquisition

When you need to discuss dinner options without getting your toddler over-excited about something you might not wish to promise: “What did you give him for dinner yesterday?” “Uh…. digits of piscine creatures.” “Riiiiiiigh. Well, today he’s getting a circular cut of dough with shredded dairy and porcine bits.” “Ok. Oh! There are also strips…

Day #266 Countdown: T-100

This whole insane blog project began with an innocuous 100 day photo challenge on instagram. When that wasn’t enough for me, I embarked on a blog and signed myself up for the self-appointed challenge of writing or posting something daily for 365 days. And now… what’s left is the mirror image of where it all…