I seem to have regular conversations with my youngest son (8) which make me smile. I thought I’d post a few, before I forget them. This was Tuesday’s:
Son: Dad, did you do anything to Mummy on your wedding day?
Me: Erm, what do you mean? Did you have anything specific in mind?
Son: Well, on Phineas and Ferb, the man pushed a cake into the bride’s face!
Me: No, I didn’t push cake into Mummy’s face.
Son: Oh, OK.