Saturday, December 11, 2010


I few years ago my mum gifted me a novel called The Speckled People. The author writes of childhood and growing up as a boy of an Irish father and a German mother. For both of his parents language was very important and this was impressed on the author and his brother. In his childish interpretation of this the author describes language as 'a country'; a place to live in.

This has been running around my head this morning as I walked the boards with a cross and tired baby . For me too language is a place in which I live. Our family (and I'm sure all families) has its very own language. It binds us together and gives us a secret code that only we can understand. It makes us feel special and included.
We have special names that began in the heart of the family; Laura and Andy became Mummy and Daddy. Rebecca, Benjamin and Joshua are Rebe, Benny and Joa.
We have special code words for various things like when Benny needs a wee in the car he just shouts 'Stop!' and we all know what he wants.

Rebe is also a brilliant inventor of words, for example a rake is a 'crowler', and an animal's hoof is a 'clonker'. I think they are better than the real words and I knew instantly what she was talking about when she first used those words.
There are so many more examples and I have them too within my parent's household and the language from that country (fee-de-le-fee, twee-twee twee).

I feel comforted in our language and special to be apart of it. It is something important and I'm glad to have had the chance to celebrate it here.


  1. I have just found your blog and I have to leave a wee comment to say what a beautiful family you have! I have really enjoyed reading through your posts. I will be making cinammon toast later, thankyou for the recipe. I love your story about St Nicholas, we celebrate this too as my husband is Hungarian, but I hadn't heard about the twigs, hilarious!

  2. I love this, Laura! You are so right- we have our own special family language "code" too- I hadn't put much thought into it before now, but it is so true. And I hear it within other families too- their own words, or even body language that is unique to their own families. And children are often the ones who invent or begin this special way of communicating- with their own interpretation of things.
    I love seeing you here too- you're so pretty, Laura! And all three of your little ones look so much alike, especially Benny and Joa.
    lots of love to you! <3

  3. Hi Liz, nice to meet you :-) Thank you for your kind words! Yes, cinammon toast rocks, I hope you enjoy it.

    Hi Melanie, I'll send you an email later about the unicorn, would be great to have a bit of guidance. The kids are peas in a pod, I won't be able to tell baby photos of them apart. Much love to you x

  4. Hello Laura - thank you for visitng me - I am so glad to have found you too. Your children are so lovely and I have enjoyed reading your posts. I think we might have to try cinammon toast too.
    We had St Nicholas for the first time this year - it is a lovely thing to do. James left out his yellow crocs! xx

  5. Hi Jaqui, thank you very much :-) Yellow crocs! Made me smile!! x