I’ve noticed recently that Isaac’s making me re-evaluate my assumptions about what he understands and what he’ll go along with. He’s been on a bit of an accelerated stretch for the last few weeks, constantly doing new things. Putting on his own shoes, singing all the words to his favourite songs (the Ace of Spades...
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Category Archives: PersonalAn excerpt from the Isaac – English dictionary we maintain in our heads: Hitamopanus – hippopotamus Ephant – Elephant Gam – Jam Icey keem – Ice cream No – No/yes/maybe, depending on context Yeah – I agree (but I don’t necessarily understand) Red – My first guess at the colour of the specified item Geen... Most mornings I get up when Isaac starts shouting (something heartwarming like “get me out Daddy!”) and give him his milk. The moments in his room, still dim with the blinds down, his head resting on my cheek, my hand stroking his tummy or his little foot, are the best of the day. After he... Oh joy. Last night I splashed Isaac while washing up. He promptly ran into the lounge and announced to Jenny that “daddy hit me”. I can’t wait till he says that at nursery.., |











