“There’s the ladypop!” She meant lollypop lady.
“Here’s the ‘Better Not Squash'”. He picks up a butternut squash.
“The lion, we’ll call “Simba”; the leopard, “Spotty”; the zebra, “Stripes”; the elephant “Nellie”; the rhinoceros, “Horny” and I don’t know what to call the giraffe.” Daddy intervenes…”Those are good names, but I think you should call the rhinoceros something else!”
“Happy Buthday. Hope you have God Buthday!” (written by another child for one of our daughters)
A bit of confusion over bird names: She: “I just saw two pop-eyes” Me: “Two what’s?” She: “Pop-eyes. You know, black and white birds that fly in the trees.” Me: “Oh, magpies!”
And while playing top trumps with her: “I’ve got the puff-it!” She meant “puffin”.
On a journey home the youngest was desperate for the toilet. In trying to gauge if it would be a good idea to put her out on the side road, I asked her what she needed to do. “Both” was the answer, with which one of the sons informed me she needed a “woo”!
A new horse and we’re all getting to know him, I let him out of the stable the other morning and he did look a bit sad, but the youngest confidently told me that Fly had a headache!