November 14, 2008
Life with my children
Me: Did it ever occur to you that I know more than you do?
Lachlan (age 6): No.
Lachlan: Um, Mom, um .... um ... I forgot ... wait ... (puts his fingertips on either side of his head, scrunches up his eyes) ... wait, I have to look inside my mind ...
Connor: Oh, you have to watch out for those decimals. Decimals will kill you if you give them 0.5 of a chance.
Why we get nowhere whenever we try to revisit learning Spanish:
(If you don't know any Spanish, it's supposed to go like this:
Person one: Hola! Como te llamas? Hello, what is your name?
Person two: Me llamo (name). Como te llamas? My name is (name). What is your name?
Person one: Me llamo (name). Que tal? My name is (name). How are you?
Person two: Bien, gracias. Adios! Fine, thanks. Goodbye!)
Me: Okay, Aidan, tell Connor "hello" in Spanish.
Aidan: O, hai!
Me: No. In Spanish. Say hello and ask his name, and then ask how he's doing.
Aidan: Hola! How is your llama?
Connor: My llama is in a coma. How is your llama?
Aidan: My llama is Aidan. How tall are you?
Connor: About five foot four. And how tall is your llama?
And that's about where I give up. Actually, that's where I gave in, and started singing "Llama in a Coma," but it's the same thing.
Posted by lynx at November 14, 2008 11:52 PM
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BaHaHaHaHa. That's great. Not so good Spanish, but pretty fantastic otherwise.
Posted by: Obi-Mom Kenobi at November 15, 2008 3:40 PM
OMG,I love this! My llama is Jennifer.
Posted by: Jennifer S. at November 18, 2008 9:21 PM