Awkward Eating

I’m currently at the other end of the state to where I usually am, visiting my sister and newest niece.


My own children would have liked to come with me, especially the youngest. He adores babies; we (he) often stop prams simply by standing in front of them to talk to ANYBODY’S baby. So to have one of our own is a big deal…and she’s gorgeous!

Tuesday morning on the way to school and daycare, I reminded him that I was going on the plane that evening.

“Can I come, please?”

“Not this time, I’m sorry. It’s pretty expensive to go on the plane and we don’t have that much money. Everyone would have liked to come.”

πŸ€” “Do you have money for YOU to go on the plane?”

“Well, my ticket has been paid and so jowett I have no money. Luckily though, when I get there, Grandma and Aunty will feed me.”

πŸ€”πŸ€”πŸ˜• “Do you mean like Aunty feeds the baby?”

πŸ˜²πŸ˜²πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

“No. Maybe a sandwich.”

“I didn’t think it was right but I had to see if it was like that.”

Kids!

πŸ–’πŸ›

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1 thought on “Awkward Eating”

  1. Does aunty Katie give sandwiches to Perci-Joy?

    Love you and so wonderful to spend time with you and the fandambily last night!

    Mac
    Bruce McKay
    0438 033 849

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