Strange Encounters

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

We were reminiscing today with The Mini Princesses. When The Eldest Mini Princess was about three years old, The Prince had a big night out. He was sleeping it off the following day and The Eldest Mini Princess wanted to wake him up.

Me: No, Daddy is very tired. We will just let him sleep.

EMP: Why is Daddy tired?

Me: Daddy’s head is a bit sore. He has a beer head.

EMP (sharp intake of breath): Oh poor poor Daddy. A bear did hit him on the head. Poor poor Daddy.

Which made perfect sense in the world of a 3 year old*. You have to watch out for pesky bears in the centre of Edinburgh.

C

PS As you can see from the photo, Murphy decided that the cushion I was using to keep my knee elevated would make a lovely pillow!

*I imagine that this might also cause confusion in Kiwiland!