So Alexander – in the middle of having a bath suddenly tells me that there is a special book waiting for me in his room. It’s magic and even he doesn’t know what’s in it.
“Where did it come from?” I ask. Thinking that he is going to say mummy brought it or Nanny and Grand dad gave it to him. Instead he says:
“Well Daddy. When we went to my friend Alex’s party at the beach there was that man digging for worms in the mud.”
“Yes I said”.
“I went to help him and dug up a big worm – as big as you daddy! And next to it was this magical book. So I picked it up, washed it off and brought it home.”
I was there at the party with him so can confirm that he made all this up!
That’s my boy!
Don’t you love kid’s imaginations? It’s great that you’re documenting stories like this.
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I need to my memory is so bad 🙂
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