So on Saturday, Grizzlewick snuggled up to me on the couch in front of cartoons.
His eyes were shining, he smiled a heart-melting smile.
"Oh, Mummy," he said, snuggling close.
"Yes, darling?"
"Now, Mummy," he said, grasping my hand tightly.
"Yes, sweetheart?"
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"CAN I HAVE A MOTORBIKE FOR CHRISTMAS?"
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3 comments:
Well?
Can he????
They learn the lesson of manipulation pretty early, hey?!
you're thinking about it aren't you?
AB,
No HE CANNOT.
MG,
Not really. If it's a choice between that and, as one of my friends put it to me yesterday, joining him up as a junior CFA firefighter, I'll take the latter.
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