Category Archives: Bilingual

I parlo due languages

As the vocabulary improves in both languages, the confusion gets exponentially greater… here’s a short collections of examples.

B: “Guarda mummy, I’m a dottore! (Look mummy, I’m a doctor)

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T: “Mamma, I parlo (speak) due”

Me (in Italian): ” Yes, well done. What languages do you speak?”

T: “Inglese and Italian”

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T: “Just the food, mummy”.

Me: “In Italian, please?”

T: “Just the cibo

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Me: “How do pirates speak?”

B hesitantly: “In English?”

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Talking about T’s crow (corvo) soft toy which he just threw off the couch: “mamma guarda, corvo fell in the acqua” (mum look, my crow fell in the water).

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Talking about pizza toppings…

T: “I don’t like funghi (mushroom), I like olive (olives)”.

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B runs to me and says: “Mummy, T hurt me!”

Me (in Italian): “What did YOU do to him?” (Che cosa gli hai fatto?)

B: “I didn’t fatto (done) anything!”

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T commenting on one of B’s mischieves: “I don’t do that, because I’m a bimbo bravo (good boy)”

Many more of these to come… I’m sure!

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The day when everything turned white…

We had to wait till March, but we finally had enough snow to build a snowman!

In January we had one day in which it snowed for about 10 minutes and the moment it was over the boys exclaimed with joy “we can build a snowman now, mummy!”. Mummy had to sadly break the news to them that we really needed longer than 10 minutes to have enough snow. So disappointing.

The built up to snow day was great. B would come home from nursery and tell me all about the snow. First it would start in English, then, when I didn’t show enough enthusiasm for his standard, he would translate the occasional word in Italian (for my benefit): “mamma, snow is bianco and it’s cold… freddo, mamma! I touched it!” To add to the hilarity of the situation, he would also list all the places and things with snow on top: “Mummy, I saw snow on your car and on daddy’s car and on the roof and on the tree and…” all in one breath! Impressive!

When the snow finally arrived, the excitement was topped by both mummy and daddy taking two whole days off work. What a treat!

We built a snowman (obviously!) and had a snowballs fight. We also went for a walk and saw all our neighbourhood covered in this lovely and fluffy white powder… So beautiful. Daddy also took them in an icy stream. They were thrilled!

We had two very special days and some lovely time together as a family. We had time to make a pizza, bake cookies, play with trains and even camp out in the living room. We also had some fights over toys, a significant number of tantrums from T and a perforated eardrum for B… but no snow day is perfect, right?!

A letter to the boys…

Dear B and T,

We went to the lake last week and you were… amazing! You may not know this, but mum and dad struggle sometimes to take you out and about as you are a handful. You tend to run away in car parks, refuse food in restaurants and even pee on daddy (do you remember our last visit to the zoo?!?). Last week though, you behaved like perfect little boys. 

First of all, I’m proud to say that none of you peed on daddy or any other member of the family. Said this, you also enjoyed the picnic by the lake and you were extremely patient when all the adults responsible for finding a picnic area got so lost they ended up on a different lake! Obviously the olive bread your auntie brought with her was the reason you were absolutely silent in the back of the car, but still, only a few months ago you would have screamed the car down instead. Mum and daddy love your new attitude towards delay of your lunchtime. 

The weather was warm, the picnic was delicious and the company was excellent, but you were even better. You made every pictures we took a little funnier. You tried your best Italian by asking for “more Bea pane” and you definitely made your nonna very happy when you agreed to look at the camera for 2 seconds.

B, don’t worry about stepping on a plate and throwing food all over the picnic blanket and your mum. Everyone else thought it was funny!  

T, you made me run 100m faster than Hussein Bolt when you asked to go for a poo… when we were really far from a toilet. We made it and that’s all it matter! 
It was nice to see your auntie and uncle and we are happy to hear you calling Fabio with something that resembles his name this time. Pagu didn’t really sound right last Christmas! 

You made it possible for us to really enjoy the time we spent together and we had almost forgotten about the sleepless nights and the smelly nappies. Almost…

It was a perfect day.
Thank you. 

Love, 

Mamma and Daddy

Lost in translation

Learning two languages is harder than it sounds…

Today T was carrying a stick he found on the ground. After a short walk he found a bench and sat on it. 

I sat next to him and asked “fai una pausa?” (Are you having a break?). He answered with a cautious yes. I turned towards my husband and say “T is taking a break, look.” and pointed at T sitting next to me. 

T turned towards me and bent his stick trying to break it. He smiled proudly, then he said “mummy, I’m pausa stick”.

I burst into laughter!