Having fun with faces.
Molly, now aged 6. She says thank you for the Happy Birthday wishes last week.
She looks cute, but after this conversation recently, I pity the fool who falls for her.
Molly . "When I'm grown up, I'm going to live in a cottage with twin boys and twin girls and lots of kittens and 'I' won't mind tidying up after them" (Bit of a dig at me there).
Me. "That sounds lovely, can I come and live with you ?"
Molly. " No. You'll be old and dead ".
Me. " Oh. What about a husband ? Are you going to get married ?"
Molly. "Do I have to ? "
Me. " Ummm, well...."
Molly. - Huffy sigh - " OH ALRIGHT THEN , but he's got to be kind and gentle to my children, and he's got to do EVERYTHING I say ".
The poor bugger. I think I'll tell him to run. Fast.
My e-mail is down again, if I haven't replied to anybody, I apologise. Hopefully, all will be well again later today. xxx