Having dinner all together, the children end up talking about birthday presents.
Daughter 1: I know, I know: We’ll get her (= mum!) a punchingball. She always wanted one.
Daughter 2: Oh yes, that’s a great idea! – But we don’t have to tell her.
Mum: (astonished gaze to the children…)
Daughter 1: But it’s going to be a while until she’ll get that…
All three children look at mum and smile.
Son: Oh, she will surely forget it until then.
Mum thinks: I think I got off at the wrong station! Not only they think I need to blow off steam, but they also think I’m starting to be forgetful…
Your post put a big smile on my face. Their complicity just shows you how much they love you.
Thanks Ingrid, for stopping by and I’m glad the post made you smile 😉
I should write down this kind of conversations more often: they are so precious! It’s so funny when my children talk about me this way while I’m there…