The student becomes the teacher...

Katie's speech has been coming on in leaps and bounds over the last few months but she hasn't fully understood that she is speaking two different languages yet. She was standing on a chair helping me make tea tonight when I asked her if she liked rice. She replied "No Dadda, not rice. Called ris (swedish for rice)!" clear as a bell. It's a bit hard to explain to her that she is both right and wrong at the same time!