Scout says
"When I grow up I will be Father Christmas. Ralph can be my elf." ("Father Christmas" is pronounced "Farmer Kitmass")
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Scene: the cherubs are yelling at each other.
Me: Use your words. Scout, what words do you have? Scout: Umm, PINK!
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"When I grow up I want to be Mummy."
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Ralph (pointing at TV): Daddy! Me: That's a talking boat. Is Daddy a talking boat? Scout: No, silly. Daddy is a person. Me: Daddy is one of our favourite people, isn't he. Scout: Yes. (Pause) But he is not very good at cleaning.
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While baking biscuits...
Scout: Are we using your special recipe book today Mummy? Me: Yes, and when you grow up and move out of home I will give it to you so you can cook all your favourite recipes. Scout (dissolving into tears): Why do you want me to move away from you? I don't want to go!
Scout got two biscuits that day.
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Scout: Why did the button fall off my jacket? Me: It's just getting old. Scout: No YOU are getting old.
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Said every night at bedtime, like a litany of love:
"Mummy I love you forever. I never want another Mummy. I never want another Daddy. I never want another Ralph."
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"We are going to have noodles and croissant! That's what I'm going to type on the Internet."
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"Not 'boddle' Mummy, 'bottle.'" And just like that, my child calls me a bogan.
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Scout (wearing her pink, plastic high-heels and carrying two hand-bags): Bye-bye Mummy, I'm heading out. Me: Oh ok. Where are you going? Scout: To the Lost City.
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Scene: kids are playing with their doctor kit. Without warning, Ralph jabs me in the leg with a toy needle.
Me: Yoww! Scout: We are doctors Mummy. It will only hurt for a second. Me (nursing actual bruise): Oh good. Will you both be doctors when you grow up? (This is a previously-stated ambition) Scout (bursting into tears): WAAAH! No! I want to be a duck when I grow up! Can I be a duck? Me: Um. Okayyy... Scout (after a thoughtful pause): But will you still let me come inside the house when I am a duck?
