I thought I would share with you what the girls shared with me this morning:
Big S: “I don’t like writing. I like parties.”
Little S: “I’m SERIOUS. My baby done poopoo.”
Author: Moobs
The Big Moment
I came home to find the girls drawing at the kitchen table. “Have you told them?” I asked P. She hadn’t so I sat down, cleared my throat and began.
“Girls. We have something important to tell you. Do you remember I told you a judge was going to make an order which meant that you could stay with us for ever?”
“Yes?” said Big S.
“Well, he made that order today. We’re a family now and no-one will ever take you away again. Big S, how do you feel about that?”
Big S: “That’s fine. I didn’t want to live with Mary and Joseph because they don’t have loos in the stable and you’d have to go to the loo on the floor”.
Me: “Er … OK. Little S, we’re your Mummy and Daddy now. Are you happy?”
Little S: “What dis called?”
Me: “That’s the front door key sweetheart. I was just asking …”
Little S: “What dis called?”
Me: “That’s the back door key. How do you …”
Little S: “What dis called?”
Me: “That’s the key to my bike lock. Daddy’s going to change out of his suit.”
Still some work to do on the Religious Education front
Walking into town today Big S was keen to show off her knoweldge of matters spiritual.
“Dad, I know who lives in the sky”
“Really? Who is that then?”
“The weather man and the weather woman and the Giant at the top of Jack’s Beanstalk – he hears everything.”
That’s a faith I could get behind.