SOL: 24.3.13

Writing a slice of my life...Moko and Koko

Skyping with my family:
Quite often I have the laptop open and while my daughter and grandson have dinner, we also have dinner as well. We have a family meal together even though we are 250 kilometres away. I take for granted the conversations we have with our 2 (nearly 3 year) old grandson. Tonight, I could hear his mother teaching him how to say, triceratops. 

"Tri--Cera--Tops...triceratops"

"You need to expand your vocabulary"

(I giggle to myself, she sounds like a teacher)


This is another little snippet of conversation that my husband and grandson had today. I’m watching television and I can hear my grandson singing.

The Maori word for grandchild is moko and the Maori word for grandfather is Koko.


Moko and Koko singing Old MacDonald via Skype

Grandson:

“E I E I O”
“Nana, where is Koko?”
“Old MacDonald had a farm…”
“E I E I O”
“Nana, where is Koko?”

Nana: 

“He’s outside...
Having a smoke”

Grandson:
"Aw, why?"

Nana:

“I don't know, it's yucky.”

Grandson:

“E I E I O”
“Nana, where is Koko?”

Nana: 

“Outside, darling.”

Grandson: 

“Old MacDonald had a farm…”
“E I E I O”

Hubby comes inside: 

Nana: 

“Moko wants to sing, Old MacDonald to you.”

Koko: 

“Moko?
Old MacDonald had a farm, E I E I O
And on that farm he had a dog, E I E I O
With a ______?”

Grandson and Koko:
“Woof Woof here and a Woof Woof there”

Grandson: 

“Like your dogs, aye Koko. I don’t have a dog, aye Koko.”

Koko: 

“Yes, but when you come to see me, Rum and Tarsh are your dogs too.”

Grandson: 

“My dogs, Koko?” Cool!