I always promised myself I wouldn't harp on about how cute the children are - this is a subject fit only for emails to grandparents. BUT I just can't help myself, they're so funny sometimes. Besides, it's almost Christmas, and Mama deserves some self-indulgence too.
So here's a quick digest of some recent comments that made me laugh...
AJ aged 4, when asked what his father does for a living : "He cuts down trees and tells B off."
B aged 2-and-a-half, when told off by her father (shaking head in philosophical fashion) : "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear..."
AJ when asked why he is calling for his Mama at four in the morning : "Because I like you."
B, hearing the hunters shooting in the woods above Carmine : "Naughty men, kill goat!"
AJ, practising lines for the Festa di Natale : "I bambini sono cambiati, purtroppo* - that's a kind of mouse, you know."
*purtroppo = unfortunately, topo = mouse
B, having been left alone in the kitchen with the stepstool, a pack of sliced bread on top of the fridge and a toaster on a shelf six feet above ground : "Breakfast is ready!"
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