2 posts tagged “talking”

On Thursday evening, Em had to go to the doctor. I took her down there after we had picked up small from the childminder. She was in there a while so I read Owen stories from the books lying around the surgery (this is less than good with a really sore throat and I had lost my voice by the end of the evening). Anyway, one of the stories that I read him was The GIngerbread man. He liked it (ok, you can read Owen most anything and he'll like it). Apparently, it struck a cord.

Yesterday, we're out doing the farmers' market (Owen's favourite bit of shopping in the world) and a bunch of other stuff. I had gone off to do something and left Em with Owen.  He turned to Em with that look and said "I the biscuit man! I run away!" and did.

Toddlers are so funny when they're getting the hang of this world thing:

Me:    That's a nasty cough you have  Owen
Him:    Not nasty. Mine Cough. Nice cough.

and this morning sometime before seven:

Mummy, Daddy, birds sing. Birds have whistle?