Onwards and upwards
Conversation can be a little stilted around here despite all the speech therapy, practice and encouragement. Whilst we’re lucky that their receptive language, what they understand, is so much better than their expressive language, what they are able to articulate, it still doesn’t come easy. The latest campaign regarding table manners and prepositions flounders, primarily because by dinner time my ability to make things fun is a bit feeble. On the other hand the reading campaign is an undoubted success. Although they prefer cartoon strips given a choice, it’s a choice that’s just fine by me. That said the new trend is most disconcerting. The new trend consists of expressing emotions verbally, straight from the cartoons. Things like ‘zoinks!’ for I’ve just had a bright idea, together with artificial hand gestures or ‘Ahhh EEEEE’ with bared teeth for ‘you surprised me and worst of all, ‘Sighhhhh’ together with a rapidly deflating body posture that says it all, and more. But we trundle on regardless.
“You see it there?”
Silence.
“The salt cellar?”
Silence.
“NEXT to the pepper, the brown one. See it?”
Silence.
“The white one?”
Silence. I attempt hand gestures for emphasis and clarity but merely achieve air traffic controller status, which is not generally helpful at the dinner table.
“Just BEHIND the water jug?”
“Remember our good table manners about passing things to people who can’t reach?”
Silence.
“You know……so they don’t have to stretch because stretching is rude.”
“Sighhhhhhh…..”
“Could you just reach out your hand to touch it?”
“Wot did your last slave die of?”
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August 2nd, 2009 at 4:12 am
[...] ROTFL [...]
August 2nd, 2009 at 4:53 am
oh my stars, what a retort!
August 2nd, 2009 at 6:19 am
LOL! That sounds like something my son would communicate to me. So funny.
August 2nd, 2009 at 6:27 am
ROFL, that is so funny!
The “zoinks” reminded me of my guys, they were saying “zoo-wee-mama” for a while (from Diary of a Wimpy Kid).
August 2nd, 2009 at 7:39 am
Ow, ow, ow! I just snorted my coffee!
So what *did* your last slave die of?
August 2nd, 2009 at 8:06 am
From an oft-accused slave-master, I guess you made it to the ‘respect’ stage. (joking, of course!)
Well done – I think your techniques are brilliant. But then, you know communication is not my specialty.
Prost!
August 2nd, 2009 at 7:52 pm
Haha! What a line! Did you sighhhhh when he said it?
August 3rd, 2009 at 12:11 am
That exchange could have easily taken place at our house. In fact, it has, complete with the slave comments. *sigh*
August 3rd, 2009 at 7:01 am
Sounds so very similar to meal times in this house.
CJ xx
August 3rd, 2009 at 7:02 am
Bwah! The joys of parenthood.
August 3rd, 2009 at 11:38 am
Bwahahahaha! Classic. I love that boy.