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Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Schoolgirl!

Elizabeth started school today!



UPDATE: more pictures available now at elizabeth.mclaughlin.org.uk.

Monday, August 17, 2009

End of an era

Today was Elizabeth's last day at Jennyswell Nursery. She's been going there for as long as she can remember, and the ladies there have been great. She brought home a scrapbook of material from her time in the 3-5 room, and it's moving stuff. Elizabeth seems a little subdued, but not nearly as emotional about the whole thing as the grown-ups. Now she's gone to bed quite quietly; she doesn't seem too excited about what tomorrow has in store.

Monday, February 09, 2009

In her own write

Today at nursery, Elizabeth stencilled this picture:


Nothing too clever about that, is there? After all, she did almost as good a job 17 months ago. But what was more impressive was on the other side of the paper:


Even that could have gone unnoticed; she's often written her name before, copying a grown-up. But this time the ladies didn't help; in fact they didn't even know she'd done it. Apparently she did it from memory.

Sunday, December 07, 2008

Art for art's sake (3)

About a month ago, Elizabeth copied a little clay hedgehog. I told her how to do some bits, but it's all her own work.

Ginger whine

Alcohol-free ginger wine is a Christmas tradition in this part of Scotland. Today, Elizabeth tried it for the first time. Her verdict? "It's making me have a sore brain."

Friday, August 01, 2008

Faraway voices

This morning I had occasion to phone home from work. After five rings, I was just waiting for the answering machine to kick in, when ...

[muffled rustlings, which anyone who's ever known a small child to pick up a phone will recognise]

Hello, Elizabeth?

Hello.

Hello Elizabeth, this is Daddy. You're a clever girl. Is Mummy in the shower?

Yes.


What are you doing?

Mummy gived me a snack.

A snack? What kind of snack?

[muffled, ... possibly "pear" ...], white chocolate buttons.

... more of the same ...

Will you tell Mummy I phoned?

Yes.


Thank you. Bye bye.

Bye.

At this point, I hung up. With hindsight, that was rather a silly thing to do - I should have waited to hear if she hung up first.

Apparently she subsequently told Mummy she had been talking to Daddy. Mummy assumed she was talking about earlier today, or yesterday; the idea that it might have been on the phone didn't occur to her. After all, it's difficult to get Elizabeth to talk on the phone; the idea that she could answer it herself simply didn't occur to Mummy. And since she had, in fact, hung up properly, there was no evidence that she'd been on the phone.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Perfect tense

Elizabeth was too sick to go to nursery yesterday. She goes to two different nurseries on different days. When I got home from work, in an effort to start a conversation, I asked "Did you go to [the wrong] Nursery today?". She replied, "We were going to go to [the other] Nursery." And I thought she sometimes had difficulty with a simple past tense!