Monday, March 31, 2008

Conversations with Geordie...

The scene; supper time, our kitchen, end of meal, Geordie is playing with his cutlery...

Mummy (that's me!); "Geordie, we're not supposed to play with our utensils."

Geordie (holding up the knife): "these aren't pencils!"

Daddy: "no, U-tensils"

Geordie: "no," (pointing at Callum) "you're tensil " (pointing at me) "and you're tensil" (pointing at himself) "I'm a people".

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