Meera took hold of my hands one day and looked lovingly up into my eyes....
Meera, "I'm glad I chose you as my mummy"
Me, "Why darling, what do you mean"
Meera, "When I was called Daniel and I lived in the sky. I looked down from the clouds and I chose you to be my mummy".
As she looked at my astonished face, we both watched the goosebumps appear on my arms.....
- Meera aged 3yrs old
Hahaha, from the mouths of babes, unlike my own 'spawn' whose comments are designed to have me at breaking point.
ReplyDeleteGreat start to what promises to be a great blog.