IS THAT...

IS THAT BBQ'd ?

Poppy was convinced the sausages were BBQ'd tonight... nope, it's just we'd managed to sneak pork sausages under her nose, she usually only touches beef ones...

My body is a...

My body is a skate park!

Poppy was playing with a finger board on her legs, and we caught her catching some rad air, giving a running commentary, "wow! he's so high!", "look at the ollie!", fantastic.

Are they good

Are they good or bad people?

Annie is on TV tonight and Poppy is interested in the people that come to pick Annie up (for the "reward"). "oh, they are bad all right!", "but, but, they are nice!"..."ah, that's the trick you see, they are pretending to be nice but they are not, just so they can get the money"..."but why?".. ah, the biggie.

NO! you can't eat...

NO! you can't eat the snow from the road!

If we've said it once, we've said it a million times today... what is it about lumpy, brown, gritty slush, as opposed to the untouched, fluffy stuff lying above grass? Ah, that's it.. it's because we said "don't eat it". simple.

You can have crow's...

You can have crow's blood for your breakfast Daddy

Poppy's thinking about what we can all have for food to start the day. "toast" for her... I wonder what an avian black pudding would taste like...

Daddy, roll the cushion...

Daddy, roll the cushion right over my face!

There's a rolly polly, pouffe cushion at Granny and Grandddad's place - and once upon a time, I pretended it was a rolling pin on "poppy dough". Seems that the memory of being squashed by a big pink circular cushion made an impression!

Fit like!

Fit like! Nae bad, yersel?

gabi was showing at the Dundee jamboree (petit Noel) craft fair. She decided to take a few wooden 'fit like' badges to test them out a wee bit further south... Seems there are a few escapees living in Dundee! Even one from the Brough! Sailt a pucklie few, n'ah. Grand.