Throughout the holidays, weather allowing, we have tried to get out for at least one walk a day. Since getting to France Simon has been able to try out the tricycle he got for his birthday. His feet can't quite reach the pedals yet, but it has a handle so that it can be pushed by an adult.
He also loves to walk, but doesn't like to have the direction of walks imposed by his parents. A couple of days ago we were strolling near the local primary school, and he heard children shouting in the playground. He looked down a nearby path, and saw the game they were playing. "Ball!" he cried, and set off in a determined manner towards them. He wasn't bothered that they were a good two minutes' walk from him, and he certainly didn't look back to check that his parents were following him (which we eventually realised we were going to have to do!). His progress was punctuated by new shouts of, "Ball! Ball!" When he finally arrived at the fence of the playground, he spent a long time watching the football flying to and fro.
Interesting enough, "ball" is the first word I've heard him attempt to say in both English and French. Yesterday his uncle Sam asked him, "Où est le ballon?" and Simon said something like, "Babon!" and ran to find it.
His first word in French which he doesn't say yet in English (apart from people's names) is probably "pain" (for bread). I'm glad he's getting some time in France to encourage his French!
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