Sunday, August 09, 2009

Breakfast

More proof, as if 'twere needed, of the determinate logic of small female children...

My niece has taken to the habit of having her breakfast at home (porridge, lots of toast and a yoghurt) then toddling round to my parents' place to cadge a lot of toast and some beans. My dad, soft touch as he is, does the honours.

"Don't they feed you at home?" asks my mother.

"I thought you loved me," replied the tot.

9 comments:

inkspot said...

"Dad, what are you going to do with your money when you die?"

"Well, leave it to you I suppose."

"In that case can I have some now?"

Not original, I'm sure, but true.

Kevin Musgrove said...

It has the smack of authenticity, Inky!

Lulu LaBonne said...

It's not just the girls Kev - My nephew eats all his own breakfast double quick then starts on his grandads - using both hands

Gadjo Dilo said...

Ha, "I thought you loved me", how quickly they grow up these days!

librarylizzie said...

Does she toddle round to your parents on her own?

Scarlet-Blue said...

I hope she's also learnt to eyelash flutter?
Sx

Jimmy Bastard said...

It will only get worse as they get older. Women... the spawn of the divil himself.

Kevin Musgrove said...

Lulu: boys are trenchermen, to be sure, but they don't finagle the emotions the same!

Gadjo: she was born in her mid-fifties.

Lizzie: indeed so. She's as strong as a horse so there's no stopping her!

Scarlet: head tilt to one side, winsome smile, flutter and put? Yup.

Jimmy: quite so my lad, quite so.

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