The previous Sunday we went to a barbecue at the house of a distant uncle here in Queretaro with a handful of family members currently living in the city. The weather, not unusually for this time of year, started to get a bit overcast and windy with some light rain but we were under a roof so it didn't bother us. Emma was fascinated by the luscious long grass in the garden and the limes on the lime tree.
|On the way there|
|Running through the grass with limes!|
I was invited by Katy of Untold Morsels to participate with several other expat bloggers in a collaborative post about the food we miss most from our home countries. It was a new experience for me to write a piece for someone else's blog so it was an exciting opportunity (although I struggled to keep within the word limit!). I seem to really enjoy writing about food and it was a fun topic that I definitely have plenty of opinions about! Please have a look at the post, Tastes Like Home, as all the contributions make for an interesting and mouthwatering read!
At the weekend we went to San Luis Potosí, a city about two hours from here where my husband grew up and where I lived for over seven years. We didn't have that much time to see everyone and do everything that we wanted, but it was nice and a little strange to revisit the place - for me it was the first time in four and a half years. Of course, Emma was a sensation!
Emma has been saying so much, and copying so much of what we say. These are a few of the most memorable things:
Emma va = Emma goes /is going (when someone's about to go out she says she wants to go, too.)
Oh-ey / no se = I don't know. When she's asked Why? or ¿Porqué? she usually answers Oh-ey even though she can say the words No se properly. The other day after she said this, everyone was telling her "No se, no se" so she would say it properly, and she burst out "Emma si se!" (Emma does know!)
Emma tiene dos años = Emma is two years old. A really complete sentence! She says it unprompted when she hears people talking about ages, not necessarily about her!
She also thinks it's very funny to imitate Zidan, her grandmother's French poodle. She starts crawling on the floor saying "Emma Zisan, Emma Zisan!" and follows him around, copying all his actions! When he rubs his head on the rug, Emma does the same; she copies the way he barks and the way he drinks water (but doesn't actually drink his water, thankfully!). It's quite amusing to watch!