I hear...
When I grow up if I would be as tall as Daddy I would be a giant! But that's OK, girls are allowed to be giants too.
Mum why do you wear a bra on your ankle to basketball?
I think you mean 'brace' honey!
Me: On Tuesday Daddy doesn't have to go to work because a horse race called the Melbourne Cup is on, so he gets the day off.
L: Can I ride one of the horses too?
Me: Oh no honey we don't ride the horses, we get to watch the race.
L: Just Daddy then.
(She seems not to have noticed her dad is 195cm tall (6 feet, 5 inches!) - hardly jockey material.
The man of the house made a quick trip to Surfers Paradise this week (Yes poor him having to swim in the warmth and get room service!). This one was on his return.
Dad did you see lots of queens in Queensland?
Mum after quiet time, will there be loud time??
I say...
All the usual things really;
G don't put your toe in your eye ( but oh to have the flexibility to do that!)
Don't lick the Bluetack honey.
Ah no, it's not OK to play with the cymbals during quiet time.
