Theo: ‘Mama! Mae-Mae put it down the hole!’
It is 6am.
Alice: ‘Hmm? What, darling? What did Mae put down the hole? …What hole? What’s happening?’
Theo: ‘MAE PUT IT DOWN THE HOLE IN THE DECK!’
Alice: ‘There’s no need to yell, darling. What did Mae put down the hole?’
Theo: ‘…The thing.’
Alice: ‘What thing?’
Theo: ‘THE THING!’
I need a cup of tea.
Alice: ‘I don’t know what thing you mean, darling. You’ll have to explain it to me.’
Theo: ‘The…thing! What do you call it? What’s it’s name?’
Alice: ‘…I’m not sure, sweetheart, I didn’t see what happened. Where did you get the thing from?’
Theo: ‘…Your bag.’
Alice: ‘…It’s my Eftpos card, isn’t it?’
Theo: ‘…Yes.’
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It’s not like you needed it or anything.
you didnt need it….. and the snaills will lick it all over clean…have you got a screw driver or a crow bar?
Oh yes. Me, bleary-eyed and prising boards off the deck in my nightgown at 6 in the morning, you know, just the usual Monday madness.
Sounds a little like when I visited you the night before I left for the other side of the world and Theodorable lifted my wallet from my handbag at some point in the evening and I returned home, paniced like a crazy woman, cursed, yelled and blamed everyone at home. Then when I found out what happened, all I could do was smile and say “bless!”