Early yesterday morning, as I did my usual morning stint of baby-sitting my nearly 3-year old grandson for an hour before taking him to the childminder, he said there was a dead fish in his fish tank. "You get it out, Granny," he said.
I told him that daddy would get it out when he came home, and said that he must remember to tell him that there was a dead fish in the tank.
"OK," he said. "Where shall I put the remember?"
That made me laugh. I tapped his head. "In here," I said. "In your brain."
When Lee picked him up from Donna's he ran up to him and said, "Daddy, there's a dead fish in my brain."
7 comments:
Well they say fish is good for the brain but that may be taking things too far.
That was so funny, I'm still giggling as I type. Love the word meters, very impressive and your pics too.
Kids! dont they come out with the most off the cuff things!! Id bet you wanted to grab him in a bear hug!
So logical!
Nice photo Annie. Now we'll be able to spot you across a crowded pub ...
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Captain - very witty!
Debs - The word meters are our very own Captain Black's invention. I'm sure he'll send you them if you want.
Mother X - He's a little cutey.
Lane - You won't be able to miss me over a crowded pub! I've been trying to lose weight but have ended up putting on all I lost and a bit more from being at home eating chocolate all day!
Sadly, I know exactly how he feels!
Ill have to remember that!! :)
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