Thursday, 25 March 2010

Bilingualism Fail #1: Stumped by a two year old

I've been trying to speak to Madeleine in French at home, and I have to admit it was going incredibly well until she turned two. Suddenly instead of being content with French action songs and basic vocabulary, she was soaking up information like a sponge and asking questions about everything in sight... and I didn't know the answers.

I can still remember the first time she really stumped me (pardon the pun):

M: What's that?
Me: C'est un arbre (it's a tree)
M: No, but what tree is it?
Me: C'est un arbre très spécial avec un tronc argenté (it's a very special tree with a silvery trunk)
M: But what it's name?
Me: Ummmmmm... c'est un "silvère - burche"

You can see where this is going. It may eventually have occurred to me to say "bouleau", but never in a million years would it have occurred to me to say "bouleau verruqueux" (yes, I looked it up, so I am a good mother after all), and not only because it sounds like a tree with warts.

Perhaps Club Petit Pierrot will save us from a lifetime of Franglais. Madeleine got her first report card today, and apparently she understands very well and knows the words (I wonder who she learned them from!!), but usually answers back in English. She is also "a lively child and finds it hard to stay focused"... hmmm...must be from my OH's side of the family.

Wednesday, 10 March 2010

Today is my birthday and it's 3!

I was going to do a Wordless Wednesday, but I couldn't resist a few words on this one. Three years ago (minus a day), this is the view I had looking down:

Today is Madeleine's 3rd birthday. We sang "Happy Birthday" to Madeleine, and "A Very Merry Un-Birthday" to Elliot, and we're all very very excited.

Madeleine has asked if she can please have a Baby Sister because "I don't even have any, and I only have a baby brother and sometimes he is naughty, really, and he keeps bundling me. And he's a bit of a bitey boy isn't he?"

Madeleine is chattier than ever on the subject of her birthday - here is a random snippet from this morning:  "Yesterday was the last day of being 2, and today is my birthday and it's 3 (sree), and Elliot's 1, but it's not his birthday. And I am very bigger and I can put on my socks and a lovely dress all by myself and .. look, Daddy buyed me a t-shirt and it's Ernie and a rubber ducky from my TV!!"

Happy birthday little curly-locks! xxx

Wednesday, 3 March 2010

M's random musings on the Dangers of Walking Home

That plant is very prickly and poky [walking past a holly bush] and if you touch it, it will hurt you. And it will poke a hole into your finger, or poke a hole in your hand. Or if you put it on your eye it will poke a hole inside your eye and then you can't see anything and you will have a poorly eye and you might need some special medicine drops to go inside your eyes. And if I close my eyes I can't see anything. But if I can't see anything I might fall down and I might step in doggy poo and a car might bonk me on the head. Mr Bump has a "yuge" plaster because he always falls down and is bonked on the head and apples fall on him. That's funny, isn't it mummy?