Published Friday, March 30, 2007 by Jim Cromwell.
Holly: "I would rather live in my own house."
Daddy: "Erm. You do! Um... What do you mean?"
Holly: "When I am a grown up. I want to live in my own house. So, when my darlings are good, we can go to the chip shop for chips and we will live very near."
(Presumably nearer than Mummy and Daddy live, being a whopping 200 yards away.)
Rosie: "I think me and Holly should be
neighbours."
Daddy: "That's a lovely idea. You could do that if you want."
Rosie: "Yes. And then we can have sleepovers and visit in our socks."
Published Sunday, March 25, 2007 by Jim Cromwell.
Rosie, after swimming: "Daddy. Please can we go to the cafe with you while Mummy hoovers her hair?"
Published Saturday, March 24, 2007 by Jim Cromwell.
Rosie: "Daddy. How far is to to the crap shop?"
Daddy: "To the
what?"
Rosie: "To the crap shop."
Daddy: "Oh. Well. I don't know what shop that is..."
Rosie: "The
crap shop where we buy the cardboard and pens and things."
...
Daddy: "Oh the
CRAFT shop!"
Published Tuesday, March 20, 2007 by Jim Cromwell.
Holly: "Daddy, please may I have breakfast with you...?"
Daddy: "Yes of course, but you know the rules. You need to get out of your jammies and put your clothes on first."
Holly returns to the kitchen thirty seconds later, in winter, with a t-shirt on back to front and three-quarter-length trousers.
Published Sunday, March 18, 2007 by Jim Cromwell.
Holly: "I think me and Rosie should have a fight once, after breakfast."
Published Wednesday, March 14, 2007 by Jim Cromwell.
Mummy went to the parent-teacher meetings today. Holly's class teacher has placed her on the register for gifted and talented children. Rosie's teacher is making the case to the registration people that she ought also to be on it, but that she couldn't be arsed demonstrating how gifted and talented she is on the assessment day...!
Published Tuesday, March 13, 2007 by Jim Cromwell.
Rosie: "Why did you and Mummy sell your Mini car..?"
Daddy: "Because it was too small, and we knew we were having two babies!"
Holly: "Why didn't you buy a LIMOUSINE?"