GavinBelfast

Narrative for Amy

Scary thing. We, as infants, learn eveything from our parents. It’s pretty mind blowing, at least to me.

We develope our speech patterns, accents, tone, etc by listening to our parents and others close to us. If we’re loud all the time, our children will be loud, if we’re Scottish, our children will sound Scottish.

It’s amazing to me that a tiny wee bab (baby) is learning like that, even more amazing, my daughter is learning from me (and Donna).

For some unknown reason, I can’t pronounce the word “free” correctly, if Donna was the same, Amy would be stuck with it too.

I say “thon” a lot, she’ll probably pick up on that, hope she doesn’t though.

Before she was born I read somewhere that baby talk (goo-goo gaa-gaa etc) is out, we have to communicate clearly with infants, so, me being me, I do just that, I basically narrate everything I’m doing, if she was beside me know I’d be telling her that I’m writing a blog, then explain what a blog is, what mine is about and why I’m writing it. I’ve already computers to her, the keyboard, mouse, monitors. It’s cool, she listens intently, I try to be as descriptive as possible, use as many words as I can, I hope she benefits from it in some way or at least learns an early lession, that her da’s a boring bastard.


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