One of Kellan's very favourite treats is an hour in front of
MUZZY, his French language programme. I am thrilled with the fact that he can recite the script word for word in absolutely perfect French, that I can ask him questions and hold short conversations in French, and, heck, there is nothing cuter than the way that he sings the "Bonjour" song (you'll know what I mean if you too are a Muzzy household). But, t.v. is t.v. and I don't like him having too much of it. Below is a typical morning in our house when Kellan has already had his episode of
Dora or
The Backyardigans, yet still wants his Muzzy.
Come on, Mom, this is educational. You know you want to...
Seriously Mom, just put it in the machine.
My brain is beginning to atrophy, I can hardly remember a single word in French! Put in my Muzzy
now!
Result!
Merci, Maman. Avant tes yeux, je deviendrai un génie bilingue.
Aaaahhhhhhh, mon Muzzy.
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