A Conversation with Zoë
Me: Did you go on an excursion today at school?
Zoë: Yes.
Me: Where did you go?
Zoë: My Store Myer (note to non-Aussies, the name of the store is Myer, but their jingle and slogan is "My Store Myer", which she's learned from the tv commercials).
Me: You went to Myer? Really?
Zoë: Yes!
Me: What did you do at Myer?
Zoë: A toy sale at Myer.
Me: Toy sale?! You went to the toy sale?
Zoë: Yes. Toy sale.
Me: Did you get a toy?
Zoë: Yes.
Me: What did you get?
Zoë: A Thomas toy! (Referring to Thomas the Tank Engine.)
Me: Did you get the toy for school?
Zoë: Yes. At school.
I have no idea if this is true. Her communication book didn't come back today so there's no comment from the teacher. I may have to ask about it. If they did, indeed, get a toy for the school's collection, I can see that. But, it's possible that Zoë is actually telling me a wishful story. Either way, it's pretty good communication.
She's doing well, is my Zoë.
Brekkie at McDonald's and other things
Andrew had to go to the chemist early this morning to get a prescription filled. He took Zoë with him, and on the way they stopped at McDonald's for some breakfast. Zoë had hash browns and orange juice, and a bite of Andrew's bacon and egg muffin thingy.
When she got back, she told me about it. She volunteered it, even. Told me she ate hash browns from McDonald's with Daddy.
Later, she was watching a cooking show and said to me, "Woman is making pizza." I said, "Yes, that's right. She's making a pizza." Zoë then asked, "Can we make pizza?" I had to tell her that we can't right now because the pizza stone is broken (which is completely true), but I did praise her for her excellent talking and tell her that when we get a new pizza stone we'll make pizza again.
Zoë enjoys helping with the cooking process, and is very good at cutting up vegetables such as mushrooms (they're nice and soft) and she's pretty good at peeling some kinds of veggies, as well. This is one of the things they do at her school. Once or twice a week, they cook, and Zoë loves it. She particularly likes to make pizza, and loves to make pizza at home, too. We just need to find another decent pizza stone (the upscale shops charge an arm and a leg for the silly things!).
Oh, another amusing Zoëism... Like many parents, we often speak in code so the kids don't know what we're discussing. We use phrases like "projected celluloid" instead of saying "movies", just as one example. For "bath" we say "ablutions" (not because they don't like a bath, but because they do and once they hear the word, they won't be quiet until they're in the tub, even going so far as to completely strip and run around naked demanding a bath!).
Last night Andrew noted that Zoë hadn't had a morning shower and that, "Perhaps tomorrow night we might do ablutions." Zoë heard this and shouted, "A baf! An' a baf bom!" (We have one "special treat" bath bomb from Lush left, and that's what she was referring to.)
So we'll have to think of a new code word for "bath". Andrew's suggest the Greek word, baptiso. I suggested "submersion within cermic vessel". No matter what we do, she's going to work it out pretty quickly, I think...
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