Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Next, I shall be pimping them out on the public speaking circuit.

While I was away I was lucky enough to coincide a lunch with my sister and my nieces.

'Hey you're going to FIVE next month!' I said when I had my arms full of the four year old.

'Yas, (and that isn't a typo. She says yas instead of yes, it's terminally cute) I am four and seven-eighths!'

'And..' said her sister gleefully, 'I am six and eleven-twelfths!'

Give it a year and guess whose going to be paying child labour rates to get her GST done?


Holemaster said...

Little scrapples

laughykate said...

Hee, scrapples. I'm taking that word and running with it.