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KIDS SAY THE CUTEST THINGS ....

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Kids say the cutest things, don’t they? Only last week, my two-year-old daughter said, “Mami, has the moon got a mummy and daddy?” A few weeks earlier, my five year old son asked, “Do wasps eat cheese or people?” At other times, of course, they're total bastards.  Take last week, on the school run, when my seven-year-old daughter said, “My best friend Annie thinks you’re ugly.” “That’s not very nice is it?” I said, lamely. Now, everyone who knows me knows how much I hate the school run.  Doing the school run is the psychological equivalent of trekking hundreds of miles without food or water across enemy terrain, on your knees, whilst hallucinating. (Even Bear Grylls and Ranulph Fiennes go fucking MENTAL if anyone asks them to do the school run. It's true.) So, as you can imagine, the absolute last thing I need to hear – when I’m up against the limits of my endurance – is that I look like a hatful of arseholes. “It’s ok because Annie thinks her