This morning my two year old daughter demanded “Beet-bic (Weet-bix)! Beet-bic here!” as she tapped on her highchair tray. Before I could respond with my usual line “Be patient please. Your Weetbix is coming.” She yelled “Patient…patient!” nodding furiously in the hope this new word would make her Weetbix come faster. Shocked at such sophisticated language use (and quietly beaming with pride), I placed the Weetbix in front of my little genius. Well OK, genius? Slight exaggeration but she is certainly a little sponge soaking up every word she hears!