Fall In Line

Mum: Come on sweethearts, follow me..

Dad: Do as your mum says, I'm watching you..

Mum: Get in line little one

Last Cygnet: I'm coming mummy, I'm coming!

Dad! Fall in line little one!

Last Cygnet: Line?! Again?! Why do I always have to be the last?!

Dad: Coz you keep thinking you're a duck! Now stop it!

Seriously lacking in imagination, this conversation.. But it's night time and after spending the whole morning cleaning and scrubbing the bathroom and toilet, I am quite exhausted and brain cells doesn't seem to be responding accordingly.. I might edit the above conversation tomorrow when I get to think things over.. But for now, good night and will get back to you all in morrow..

Hugs and kisses!