Friday, February 24, 2012

Bits and Pieces

I haven't posted for a while so I've collected a whole lot of little bits in my head I've been meaning to post about.  Rather than spam up the Facebook news feed with multiple posts, I thought I'd put them all into one...

You may have noticed that Ember likes cats. And the number five.  Well this snippet has all this and more!
Em: I got five cats at my house.
Me: Do you? What are their names?
Em: Um, Catty... Diggy... Rosty... Buddy... and ... Ember.  And the other one is Mummy Michael Daddy.


At Nick's birthday party, where a lot of people were camping on the lawn.
Em: (highly excited) Look! It's a tent!
Me: Yes, it is.
Em: And then the night comes...


When I picked Ember up from Toddlers yesterday she was very excited as they had been to Preschool to play, and her best buddy has recently moved up to Preschool.
Em: Mummy! We went to Preschool and I saw Aidan my favourite Slade!


At Toddlers today, Ember said (very carefully and deliberately) to Angela, one of the teachers:
Em: My Mummy AND my Daddy are going to pick me up today, because my Daddy is going to school and he's going to learn how to be a teacher.
Ang: That's good isn't it?  Is he going to be your teacher?
Em: (highly disdainful) No!  He got to go to his own work!


After popping in to my work in the morning and seeing Sarah:
Em: We seed Sarah didn't we Mummy?
Me: Yes, we did.
Em: She's my best kid in the whole world!


In the car pool the other day, Ember was getting Jo to read her stories (as usual).  Jo had gotten a bit tired of the old selection so I'd put a new lot in for her, one of which was "My Cat likes to Hide in Boxes".  Reading it wasn't exactly straightforward however...
Jo: "The cat from France likes to sing and dance..."
Em: My cat likes to sing and dance. My Pocoyo cat. She dances and I dance with her and I pick her up and we dance. And sing. My cat can sing too.
Jo: Ok... "The cat from Spain flew an aeroplane..."
Em: My cat flies an aeroplane.
Jo: Who? Pocoyo?
Em: Yes, she does. She flies in a aeroplane. I give it to her. It's a green one and she fly it.  Not Tabasco though. He doesn't go in my Pocoyo cat's plane.
Jo: No.
Em: No, he's too big and he breaks it.  But I buyed him a plane too and he flied it.
Jo: Really?
Em: Yep, I did.  My Pocoyo cat flied in a aeroplane and I went for a ride and I flied it.  And Tabasco. In a different plane.
Me: What about Jon? Does he have a plane?
Em: Nope.
Jo: Oh, poor Jon.
Em:  But I will buy him one.  I will.  I will get you a plane Jon.
Jon: Thank you Ember, that's very kind!
Jo: "The cat from Norway got stuck in the doorway..."
Em: Hmmm. My cat is NOT big and fat in the door.

New Ambers for Ember

Ember sometimes gets confused when people have the same name as other people.  She quite often checks up as to whether it's the 'same' person or a 'different' one, which can be amusing in itself.  The other day though, she changed it to 'new' and 'old'.  I was on the phone to my friend Amber, and when I hung up, we had this conversation:

Em: Was that the old Amber?
Me: What?
Em: Was that a old Amber or a new Amber?
Me: It was the same Amber.
Em: Oh. (pause) Why?
Me: Why what?
Em: Why was it not a new Amber?
Me: Because I like Amber, I don’t need a new one.
Em: (pause) I’ve got a new Amber.  I’ve got five of them.  They’re called babies. I got five new baby Ambers.
Me: Do you?
Em: Yes, you pat them coz they’re called cats. They’re baby cats.  (pause) They’re here in my basket. You got, I give you a baby cat in my sticker book.  Do you want that one Mummy?
Me: (pause)...Um, I’m not sure...