Children say and do the funniest things, and it seems that their habits are no exception. My eldest for example goes daft when she is trying to fib, or when she is nervous she pulls at her neck, the same thing my Nan used to do, odd that in Heather I can remember one she never met. She went through a stage of chewing her hair, this was only stopped when she was told she would have to have all her hair cut off, can’t deal with hairballs!
Memoir rather than fiction this week!
Lucy is a little bit young to develop too many habits other than that the Pooh bear she loves so much has to go with her, if she falls over or is ill she wants him, how I wish I had a spare. Her main habit if copying Matthew, one of new words is ‘actually,’ and she uses it at every opportunity.
Matthew perhaps is the best habit wise! At the word no, he will fall to the floor in dramatic fashion and writhe around as if he is in terrific pain. His other habit is to ask for a drink or food or what time x,y,z is happening! It doesn’t matter how many times I tell him he will still ask. Imagine the are we there yet but every minute of every day, my new habit has become imagining ways of stopping the torrent of questions.
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