We, by which I mean I (although Jon does now join in) have this mad game we play with Amelia, where we pretend we don’t know who she is and what she’s doing here. She has recently started initiating the game by asking me to ‘do that thing where you don’t know me’.
You would expect that a child would be profoundly disturbed to suddenly have their nearest and previously considered dearest, profess utter bewilderment at their presence. However Amelia does not, strange little creature that she is. I suspect that she actually enjoys our bewildered state and confused questioning of her.
In a way it provides an interesting insight into what is going on in her head in terms of knowing who people are, and their roles.
This morning while getting her ready to go and spend the day with the Childminder she asked to play again, I did so, but with a twist…
And it went something like this:
“Who are you?”
“I’m Amelia.”
“And where did you come from?”
“Here.”
“And what do you do?”
“I’m good!” (Stiffled laughter from me)
“Ok, but who am I?”
“You’re Mummy”
“What do I do?”
“You work, and type in the ‘puter”
I point out that she’s going to the child minder and I’ll be on my own today.
“Won’t I be lonely?”
“No. You’ll be working, with your ‘puter…. and can tidy”
Touché small one, touché…
