Angelina informs me that tomorrow I am off out to purchase a tree house...or more specifically 3 tree houses (one for each of them) BUUUUUUUUUUUUUT Angie's has to be the biggest because she has the "biggest and prettiest head" (of course... what other reason would there be?) and she will have to pump them all up because "I am a great pumperer upper arent I Mummy? Yes I am!."
and what will these 3 delightful pumpered uppered tree houses cost me?
10p each - "they're not cheap you know Mummy" ;) but I am also informed that I can afford it...
and how does she know that I can afford it?? (this is the best bit) because if I go out and get 3 treehouses for Angelina, Heather and Jake with Angelina's being the biggest to incorporate her large head then AFTER she has pumperered them upperered and then had a biscuit and some juice and a rest (Union rules an all that bollocks lol) THEN she's going to give me 50p!!!!!!!!!!
oh well...thats ok then... o_O
wonder if my 20p change will buy me shoes?
So I stifle my giggles and listen intently to my imaginative child and wonder where all this weird stuff in her head comes from and just as I shake my head and smile she answers me...
"I'm a bloody mental aren't I Mummy?? hahahaha"
God help me I love that girl.
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