"Mummy?" piped T14 from the back of the car, forgetting to pretend that his voice has broken, "Mummy, please can I have some money?"
I took a quick look in the rear view mirror, scanning for piss-taking: the "mummy" word setting off triggers.
"Please, Mummy, for bacon butties at break?"
"Of course you can, darling. Help yourself. Little blue purse."
The day was starting well. Crack of dawn, but boy being a sweetie.
"See," I said, gripping the steering wheel with top o'th' morning cheer, "see how easy it can be, how pleasant things can be? All you have to do is Ask Nicely."
F12 turned to me, sweet big eyes, innocence stamped in every pore.
"Mummy? Can I have a flame-thrower, please? And an axe."
I'm sure you wouldn't, but:
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Sneakiness starts so very young...
Trying very hard not to laugh out loud like weird mad woman in office have builder downstairs and need him to finish job...
I hope you said yes!
Monitor-tea interface. Thanks.
Aaaaah, little pet.
yes of course, darling, as long as you don't use it on your brother.
Ho Ho! Reminds me for some reason of the time Younger Daughter aged about 7 was being enticed by her parents towards learning an instrument - piano? violin? flute? Had she made up her mind, at all?
'Yes'
'Well?' we asked expectantly.
'One Man Band.'
Awww, bless him. Kids.
Dontcha love 'em :D :D
xx
Ha ha - such a boy!!
Milla, that second installment of please, please, actually reminded me of ... me. Now I have to admit that as a child I didn't dare to give true voice to those thoughts of mine.
But then I grew up, sort of, and did begin to give voice to those witty urges. Sometimes I attracted fans, sometimes I attracted trouble...for me.
Please tell me that you did laugh at that boy's sense of timing.
xo
LOL - go F12 - definitely a chip of the old block.
You dont know how much more of that you have to come ... just love teenagers!
xx
What a little treasure. The pet!
thanks y'all muchly!
Yes, Frances, it was the timing, exactly that was so funny; the perfect little pause and the ghastly request. Almost said yes on the spot!
Please Milla, can I have.... hmm, not sure the little blue purse could cope. :) Love it. Axes are always pleasing, btw. Let him have one.
Oh, very good!
That's got my week off to a good start.
Thank you!
What a little angel!!
CJ xx
I love this stage of teenagerdom: the acerbic wit.
I too have a purse which seems to pay for unlimited Gregg's steak bakes.
(Apologies for late visit: how did I miss this?)
Ooo, a flame-thrower? May I have one too? Please x
You think that you are inculcating good manners, but all you're actually going to do is make thtem look needy when they finally come to asking girls out.
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