Wednesday, 5 January 2011

My daughter narrates EVERYTHING she does

My daughter is a chatterbox.  She doesn't stop.  From the moment she wakes in the morning until she goes to sleep at night it is chatter chatter chatter ALL THE LIVE LONG DAY!

I think she is virtually incapable of doing any task without narrating what she is doing.

She was very chatty as a baby too.  From the moment she discovered she could make a noise, she would.  She wasn't a crying baby (ok there was a phase involving teething), but good lord she would baby babble for Britain.  And they were (baby) sentences too, conversations took place, admittedly only she knew her half of the conversation, but they took place nonetheless.

By the time she got to nursery she already had lots of words and sentences and tbh sounded like a little old fashioned old lady ("golly gosh" was a favourite phrase).  By the age of 3, the nursery staff often forgot she was so young because she had such a good vocabulary.  Our fault, of course...we stopped dumbing down words (perhaps too early!?!).  

Now, aged 6, we still get complimented on her vocabulary.  We still don't dumb down, and questions of "what does that word mean, Mummy?" get explained - so at least she knows what the words being used around her mean.  This has been amusing in her younger days...using overheard words in completely the wrong context.

But she finds words very important, as they are.  She LOVES to read.  She reads a lot.  By the age of 4 she had over 200 books.  She probably has a number way over that still, even though we have donated many of her baby books to charity - to put it in perspective, she got a set of 10 Jacqueline Wilson books for Christmas, along with two annuals and a beautiful musical pop up Peter Pan...so the numbers increase regularly!  

Currently Roald Dahl is a favourite, which pleases me greatly.  We did have an issue that her school library wouldn't let her take any Dahl home as "she wasn't old enough".  I was quite surprised by this, so sent her back in to ask again stating that Mummy said it was ok.  I was fully prepared to head into the school had she not come home armed with a copy of The Twits :)

Anyhoo, I digress from my original passing thought of her narrating the things she does.  Many think that comes from me, but I know it actually comes from her Daddy.  He's a lot more wordy than he realises...so for once, I don't have to take the blame...

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