This morning Angus came into our bed, as usual about 6.30 am. It was dark and raining outside. He lay silent. All of a sudden, after about 10 minutes of silence, he popped the question
"Dad, what do Lizards eat?"
What a cracker - that made my day!
1 comment:
My answer would have been "little boys who get up before 7:00 am."
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