Before I blog about the weekend, I’ll blog about last night (hey, it’s my blog, OK? 🙂 ). We went to Norfolk to drop the children off at Katy’s uncle and aunt and pick up some Sonlight books on the way. A is not content with two teeth; she’s going for the molars and so is far from a happy bunny and is spreading the joy to all trapped in a house / car with her. Katy’s plan to curl up with her today was thwarted by L deciding (after she’d got fully ready for bed) that she didn’t want to stay with the boys but wanted to come back with us. Ho hum.
Anyway, on the way there we had some lovely quotes to punctuate A’s wailing. (On the way back we got some Bonjela from a Sainsbury’s that thankfully was open late – hurrah – so A and the rest of us could get some peace.)
- K: Daddy, one day could we go on a family trip up Mount Everest? I said that I could quite safely say no to that one – maybe he could go one day but I knew I wasn’t going.
- J: Could I read one of the new books when we pick them up because I’m boring?
- K: Daddy, one day could we have a racing car?
- As we were driving along there was something purple growing by the side of the road K: Look at the purple grass! … No, actually it’s lots of hedgehogs that have dyed their spikes purple so their enemies can’t see them.
Sometimes we wonder about K – when does having an active imagination become living in your own world?!
I like Ks sense of humour. That is just the kind of thing R would come up with here!!
K is to you as Small is to us. Good question re imagination.
Trouble is Em, I don’t think he’s joking! It’s how he sees the world.