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Georgia is fascinated with gadgets and basically anything that looks as if it may make life a little easier.  She has been impressed by the walk-in baths, the ones with the doors on the side, and fascinated by walking sticks.
So one day as we were getting ready to get in to the bath,
G: Mummy when [...]

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It’s amazing how Georgia’s english grammar is almost always perfect. We have never attempted to teach or explain to her why we use past tense or present tense – she seems to have picked it up perfectly.
This is evident in the use of : Brang…
As Georgie would say, I brang this baby here today.
After all, [...]

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Dr Gray Dr Green Dr Red, Dr Blue…
Dr Orange my bed…
as in Dr arrange my bed

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We’re in the car travelling back home from Cardiff when a little voice in the back seat asks:
G: Mummy, when were you a baby?
Me: Oh that was quite a long time ago.
G: So where was I when you were a baby?
Me: You were not born yet…
G: Yes but where was I?
…. what would you have [...]

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Having arrived back from a busy London trip on Tuesday, 31st March, we were lucky to have managed to pull off the Undy Nursery trial session without too much challenge.
Given that 1-3pm is usually nap time – Georgia did exceedingly well, and was very well behaved at the trial session. She was not particularly keen on letting [...]

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Daddy knocked his knee on the dining table.
Georgia looks up at him and says “Daddy, say sorry to yourself!”

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It’s hard to find ‘the’ balance, and harder still when it’s emotionally relevant.
I try to find a little time in my day for my own ‘me’ time, usually when Georgia’s napping and I always aim to fill that time constructively. Now constructively does not mean for my sanity or peace of mind, constructively really means [...]

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Every morning when we drop Daddy-dear off at the train station, Georgia blows him a kiss and says
“Goodbye…My Snoopy Dear”

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A couple of mornings ago, downstairs in the kitchen, Georgia announces very confidently,
“Mummy’s a boy!”
So I ask her, “Oh, when did I become a boy?”
To which her immediate reply was “On Sunday. When Daddy became a girl!”

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There are many times when I feel very fortunate to now live in a culture so diverse and so ‘alien’ to the one in which I was raised, and yet, it is just as often that I feel this maddening frustration of what I feel is an internal culture clash – particularly with regards to [...]

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