I just found this gem of a conversation. Frances had just turned four. Frances: The ugly duckling is really a swan? The swan egg got accidentally into the duck nest? How could that have happened? That doesn’t make any sense…! Me: Uh…
On this day in 2011, when Frances was merely four-years-and-one-month old, we had the following conversation: Frances: Why do I have to go to preschool? Me: Well, it’s to help you be okay spending time away from me when you go to junior kindergarten in September. Frances: How long is junior kindergarten every day? Me:Continue reading “Impeccable logic”
Fashion advice in my journal entry of March 5, 2012 (aged 4): Frances: You should wear hanging-down earrings. Me: Why? Frances: When you get old, you need to wear hanging-down earrings.
(She is four years old in this panel.)
Frances has a wonderful relationship with light — her lifelong fascination has enabled her to distinguish between two closely related shades of a colour seen months apart. (In fact, she couldn’t concentrate on anything other than the fact that the blue playdough at the play centre was slightly lighter than it had been six monthsContinue reading “The light fantastic”
One of those questions that had me suppressing a giggle… (She is four years old in this panel.)