Last night an hour after going to bed Bea was still awake singing.
I suggested counting (ignored the sheep bit, as that would have generated far too many questions); Bea’s response…? “Can I count in Spanish?”!!
I of course said yes, wondering what was about to happen, and she dutifully started counting in Spanish! Apparently her eldest brother had been teaching her…?!
Tonight I was told Spanish counting doesn’t work so I left her racing up the English number tables instead!
Daddy and Bea went into town for no apparent reason. Few little things to pick up but essentially a ramble and wander and chat.
Bea loves a coffee shop (I think this implies Mummy does too! :-)), and asked to stop somewhere for a slurp.
I suggested going to a different place to the usual one Mummy and Bea go to, and we found one in a bookshop!
We sat opposite each other on a tiny table in the middle of everyone, and started chatting.
I managed to pull out my phone and surreptitiously took lots of photos whilst she jibber jabbered. She was wonderfully animated so “stitched” the photos together into the moving image below:
