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I opened the front door to get the post from the box.Maya asked me where I was going...Me: "Nowhere, sweetheart - I'm just checking the mail."I grabbed the flyers/junk mail/fodder for the recycle bin and closed the door again.Maya: "Nice mail, Mummy!"I didn't respond, as I was flicking through on the off chance that there was something worth reading in there.Maya: "What do you say, Mummy? What do you say when someone gives you a compliment?"
I mentioned to Maya that we might think about convincing S to take us out for dinner. I asked her where she thought she'd like to go."Burger King!""Really? Is Burger King the best place you can think of to go out for dinner?""Yes! They have cheeeeeeeeeeezburgers at Burger King.""Cheeseburgers, eh?""Yes! And fries too! And they have apple juice! Burger King has EVERYTHING!"Oh me, oh my. And I've tried so hard to instil some sense of refinement...
S was bemoaning his ever-increasing bald spot in front of Maya. He told her to touch it..."There's no hair there, Daddy!""I know - I don't want to lose my hair""Then why do you keep putting it in my bath?"