We were watching a program that had Katie Melua singing on it when Iain started to sing along. . .

"There are nine million bicycles in the gym . . . "

I swear he wasn't winding me up . . .

Overheard between husband and wife as they travelled the escalator in the opposite direction to me:

"Come-on-an-we'll-dander-on-down."

Imagine, if you can, this in one long word, in one breath and in a Northern Ireland accent.

It just sounded so typical "Norn Iron" that I have been saying it out loud for ages trying to perfect it.

Comeonanwe'lldanderondown . . .

Comeonanwe'lldanderondown . . .

Comeonanwe'lldanderondown . . .

It's like hearing a song first thing in the morning and humming it for the rest of the day. I guarantee you will be thinking about this all day tomorrow . . .

Comeonanwe'lldanderondown . . .

Iain brought home some fruit and stuff for the kid's "healthy break" the other day. You may remember the school went straight to a five-day-healthy-break-week a couple of years ago which means they have no tuck shop and will frown mightily on you if you send in crisps etc for break.

It is a great idea! I love the idea - it is just a difficult idea to get to grips with when your kids don't want carrot sticks or apple or banana or. . . feck it - what DO they want?

David said "Awww - why did you get me fruit Daddy? I like the Tuc biscuits and Dairylea that we had last week.

Iain pointed out that Jessica doesn't like the biscuits and cheese and it is easier to to have them having the same thing everyday than separate things.

Jessica was quite indignant! "I DO like biscuits and cheese Daddy!"

Iain shook his head and said "But, you don''t ever eat them pet - you bring them home with you every day."

"I DO like biscuits and cheese. I just don't like the biscuits. Or the cheese."

Ho hum . . .

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This morning Jack called for David. David is away to a judo tournament so I stood at the top of the stairs and listened to Jessica conducting the conversation at the door.

Jack wanted to leave as soon as she said "no - he isn't here" but was called back several times to hear about WHERE he had gone, HOW LONG he would be, WHO had taken him, WHEN we were going to go and get him therefore indicating when he would be BACK.

She called him back one more time to say
"Jack! You have a Granny!". . . .
"Yeeeees" says he.
"AND you have an Aunty Dawn!"
"Yeeeees"
"I have a Granny too! Only she isn't a Granny - she is a Nanna"
"Ok, see you later"
"JACK!"
"Yeeees?"
"I have an Aunty Dawn too!"
"Ok - good, see you later"
"Only she isn't really my Aunty - she is my Mummy's friend."
"BYE JESSICA"

So - it is nice to know where you stand with people isn't it? I think this may require more presents from Aunty Dawn from now on for her brand new neice!

You DO have her birthday marked on your kitchen calendar don't cha? ;O)

 

 

 

 

 

I just overheard this:

"Daddy, Jessica just called me a

Farty farty fart head."

"Right David, very good, now get your uniform on please."

"WITH EXTRA POOS ON!"

 

WHY CAN'T THEY JUST BE NICE TO EACH OTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEERRRRRRRR????????