Fridge words

I knew they'd be all over the place when I got them. And so they are. I spend what feels like an hour a day persuading Henry to pick them up. But I like sitting cross-legged on the floor and arranging them. Sometimes I write messages. Sometimes we order the letters by colour. Sometimes I … Continue reading Fridge words

The language switch

WARNING: this is one of those posts that exemplifies beautifully that quote from Kelly Oxford: 'Remember, parents are hardwired to think that everything their toddler does is interesting. Otherwise we'd abandon them'. If you're hanging on for a discussion of Chekhov's The Cherry Orchard, best come back later.  Oh yes, oh yes: this is the moment … Continue reading The language switch