At half past six this morning we were woken by the sound of size 2 child feet padding to the bathroom, the door slamming shut, the toilet flushing and then a loud voice....
"Daaa-aaad! Can I have ice cream for my breakfast?"
"Darling, it's only six thirty and it's Sunday. Why don't you go back to bed and have a lie in?"
"Because Dad, I don't even know how to have a lie in. Now can I have some ice cream?"
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