Growing into groundedness

Over the last week I have been showing Lucy a simple grounding technique. It basically involves imagining one has roots, like a tree, that go deep into the centre of the earth. We have a lot of fun with this!

This morning Miss Lucy was out in the garden very early (though not before giving me breakfast in bed, a very healthy one too, comprising of fruit and a glass of water. She’s learning!)

I came downstairs, bleary eyed at about 8 am, to find her standing in the middle of the lawn.

Me: ‘What are you doing?’

Lucy: ‘I’m growing Mumma’

Me: ‘Growing?’

Lucy: ‘Yes, like you showed me, like a tree!’

Bless her wee cotton socks!

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Seems Charlie is responsible

Lucy rushes into the kitchen, a look of concern on her face.

Lucy: ‘Mumma, Charlie is a feddick’

Me: ‘She’s a what?’ *eyebrows raised*

Lucy:’A feddick’

Me: ‘Lucy, what does ‘feddick’ mean?’ *scratches head, tries to decipher five year old talk*

Lucy: ‘Mumma, she steals all the love that’s meant to go from you to me. That’s why you get angry sometimes. See – she’s a feddick.’ *points at Charlie, who raises her top lip in a guilty grin.* (doesn’t take much)

Me: ‘Of course I see, Lucy. Feddick indeed.’ *rushes to google…google isn’t helpful. looks at Charlie, who’s still grinning.* Clearly there is some communication going on I will never understand.

Anyone have any ideas?

Good elves, bad elves, and the case of the missing chocolate

Me: ‘Lucy! Where is the chocolate?’

Anyone who knows me knows that coming between me and chocolate is like diving into the middle of a land mine. There is NEVER a happy ending.

Lucy: *looks at me for a moment with her five year old assessing the situation stare*

Me: ‘Well? Did you eat it?’

Lucy: Mumma (said slowly, which means great thought has gone into the reply) you seeee – the evil elves took it. You can’t blame me. I’m a good elf.’

Me: ‘Is that right? The evil elves?’

Lucy: ‘Yes mumma. I saw them. You need to lock your chocolate up, even Charlie can’t stop them.’

 

Ears, listening, and logic

It takes time to teach a child manners. Experience has taught me that explaining in simple terms helps. But there are always exceptions…

Me: ‘Lucy – when I’m listening to someone you need to keep quiet. I can’t listen to you and someone else at the same time’

Lucy: ‘But Mumma’ (mumma is said slowly…a sure sign profound wisdom will follow) ‘But Mumma, you seeeee – you have TWO ears. One to listen to the lady, one to listen to me.’

 

Hide and seek

Lucy: ‘Mumma lets play hide and seek, but not with Charlie, she cheats. She uses her nose’

This is Charlie – endlessly enthusiastic and desperate to play hide and seek

Welcome to what Lucy said!

There is a well known expression: ‘out of the mouths of babes’

Children have a deliciously honest way of expressing how they see the world. My daughter is no exception, and for this reason I have created this blog to record her many wise and often hilarious views of life.

I hope you enjoy it!