Scandawegians

This evening I babysat for a Swedish family that has just arrived in Cambridge. The 3 year old girl, who was up for a good hour after her parents left, does not yet speak any English. Half way through her bedtime story (Noddy, in English), she took the book off me, and started to scold me in Swedish. I have no idea what she was saying to me. I looked at her in a slightly confused manner, and she simply rolled her eyes and gave me the book back so that I could continue. Being humoured by a 3 year old is slightly disconcerting. I earned £16. How life has changed in the past year or two!