Busy making an espresso, Asher (9): ‘Daddy you should stop drinking that poison. You should drink water instead. And you should stop drinking wine too!’
First morning in Kimberley. Gabby(3) wakes me up: ‘Daddy I’m bored, come play with me.’
Daddy: ‘Gabby you have lots of friends here, two girls and baby boy to play with.’
Gabby: ‘His a small boy daddy. I don’t like little boys, I like big boys.’
Gabby(3) walks in pretending to be chatting on her play phone.
Asher(9), seeing me look at Gabby with amusement: ‘Daddy if you bought me a phone I’d just be playing games because I have no one to phone’
He probably latched on to my regular complaints about high phone bills and figured he’d position himself favourably, compared to his sister who clearly has her mothers genes.
Mommy to Gabby(3): ‘Out the way ladybug’
Gabby: ‘I’m not a aidy-bug’
Mommy: ‘What are you then’
Gabby: ‘I’m a princess’