Monday, March 05, 2012

the butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker?

Griffin and Carl surrounded by books


I was telling Griffin the story of Le petit chaperon rouge--Little Red Riding Hood--recently when my mind blanked on how to say "woodcutter" in French.

"Dans le bois, elle a vu un...un...boucher...non...un buche...non...euh..." I stammered.  [In the woods, she saw a butcher...no...a branch...no...um....]

Matter-of-factly, Griffin said the word--un bucheron--and we continued with the story.

Can I just say how proud I am that he corrected my French?!
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6 comments:

  1. KateMonday, March 05, 2012 8:15:00 PM

    Oh my gosh! That's amazing!!! You must be beaming :D

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  2. Bonne MamanTuesday, March 06, 2012 8:40:00 AM

    Absolutely brilliant!!!!

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  3. CeebeegeebeeTuesday, March 06, 2012 1:56:00 PM

    I love it when that happens. It is especially embarrassing however when they correct your accent.....

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    1. Sarah @ Baby BilingualThursday, March 08, 2012 2:38:00 PM

      Griffin has (so far) corrected the pronunciation of my mother, his babysitter, and a high school girl that I tutor in French!

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  4. PerogyoWednesday, March 07, 2012 4:38:00 AM

    That's fabulous!

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  5. Mike SalisburyWednesday, March 07, 2012 9:18:00 AM

    That is super cool!
    Mike

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