This morning, you and Abuela were playing with Play-doh when she decided to ask you how your dad says it: “Yo digo plastilina. Y papá ¿cómo lo dice? ¿Plastiline?” “No… je veux jouer avec toi avec la pâte a modeler.” That is one very succinct translation, my favourite little polyglot.
Another thing you probably don’t notice yet about me is that my German is not very good. Apart from the French accent that I have when I speak it, my grammar and conjugation are just a mess. There’s also the lack of vocabulary which I usually make up for by using the word in English […]
Yay! Today you turned 3 years old. It was almost 11am, September 3rd 2007, when the doctor took you out of my big, fat belly. You didn’t cry as you were born and I couldn’t see you because a curtain blocked my view of what the doctor was doing to my abdomen; it was comforting […]
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