It’s amazing how much a three year old’s language changes even in a month. Kitty’s very own version of the alphabet has already been replaced with the rather more traditional version, and while I love that she’s soaking up information so rapidly, it’s a very visible reminder of how fast she’s growing up, even if the clothes are lasting for a week or two longer than they used to.
This month’s Kittyisms are less about mispronunciation, and more the beautiful and extraordinary thoughts and turns of phrase that run through the mind of our lovely girl:
To Mummy and Daddy:
“I love you two awesome guys!”
While eating breadsticks:
“My sticks are perfectly beautiful because they are mine”
While planning a little crafting
“Daddy! May I interest you in making a bracelet with me?”
Driving into one of those car parks where you take a ticket at the barrier, H passed the ticket to me and from the back seat came:
“No Daddy! No! You need to hold it in your mouth!”
No points for guessing what Mummy does with the parking tickets.
And another mash up:
“Five Christmas trees in a garden shop,
Round and fat with a star on the top.
Along came [Kitty] with a penny one day,
Bought a currant bun and took it away!”
On being asked to put her shoes on:
“No, not those shoes! I don’t want to wear those shoes!”
“Well which shoes do you want to wear?”
“The pink ones”
“Your shoes are purple, you don’t have any pink ones.”
“Yes I do! Yes I do!”
“Where are they, which shoes do you mean?”
“The pink ones, they’re pink”
“Well where are they?”
“In the shoes shop. We should go and get them.”
And because Frere Jacques can be adapted to all occasions by her nursery team, this is her favourite Christmas song:
“Christmas Pudding, Christmas Pudding
Steaming hot, steaming hot,
Sprinkle it with sugar, sprinkle it with sugar,
Eat the lot, eat the lot!”
The pictures incidentally are from Christmas Day. Kitty and Elma gave each other a playsilk and Kitty spent most of the afternoon dressing up as Mary and ordering Joseph-Daddy to go on a donkey ride. Since then the silks have been a balloon parachute, several capes, and a key part of a whole number of donkey-ride re-enactments; they’ve been brilliant.