Just came across a journal entry from December 2012, when Frances was five (and playing Minecraft every day). I remember having to stifle a giggle during the following conversation: Me: Hi, Frances. How are you, my darling? Her: Don’t go in the lava or you’ll burst into flames. Her struggle with pragmatic language (everyday socialContinue reading “Old journal entry”
Frances is five years old here. (She still loves the game.)
When she was five, Frances might sometimes say something to others outside the family, but it was just to correct their grammar or other mistakes. Oftentimes, I was the one corrected (as in the above panel).
At that point in her life, she didn’t greet anyone or acknowledge being spoken to at all; yet, she has been actively taught these social expectations over the past three years and is still learning. (She is five years old in this panel.)
Here, at the age of five, Frances asks a question that probably would make others uncomfortable to some degree — this query and the words that follow are examples of typical conversation: a question is posed, there is no waiting for an answer before speaking again. (I think the question itself lines up with herContinue reading “Our resident philosopher “
Today’s vintage quote is from November 17, 2012, when Frances was five years old. We were getting out of the car to go into the house when she asked one of those questions that make her sound like a little philosopher. Frances: Is this real or am I dreaming? How can you tell the differenceContinue reading “Vintage quote”
(She was five years old when she asked these questions.)
(She is five years old in this panel.)
Frances watches toy reviews as often as she watches documentaries — she finds them on YouTube. I’ve seen her watching Japanese, Spanish, and Russian doll reviews. (In this panel, she is five years old.)
Frances goes to the piano and to the keyboard dozens of times a day for a few minutes each time. In the panel, she is five years old and just starting to play by ear.