('Dad on his bike at the traffic lights on a sunny day' by Ollie. It has a Quentin Blake quality that I love.)
Will: (after Lolsie lucked out with a piece of chicken that fell off the lunch table) It's raining chicken! Lola's dream scenario. What would your dream rain be?
Me: (without hesitation) red wine!
Will: gin and tonic!
Ollie: bulldozers!
Max: remote controlled hydraulic excavators!
Max: (when he was sitting with the dogs and didn't know I was listening) Ugh Lola... YOU STINK!
Max: (looking straight up Ollie's nose with a look of absolute disgust) I can see BOOGERS! Crusty boogers! All up in your nose!
Ollie: oh pleeeaase, can someone make me the foooood?!
Ollie: oh look, hugo's walking like a human!
Ollie: oh look mum, hugo's drinking like a little boy!
Max: (while I was cooking dinner for me and Will after the boys had gone to bed) Can we have what you're having?
Me: Sure - tomorrow?
Max: it smells like VOMIT
Me: er
Max: It will taste nice though. It just smells like vomit.
Max: (completely seriously) Mum, do the words 'burp' and 'fart' rhyme?
Me: What's your favourite flavour?
Ollie: All of them. All flavours. In fact all flavours from all countries... but not Greece... I don't like Greece... (thinks for a moment)... What's Greece?
Ollie: "At kindy, Harry Legg* showed us this trick where you punch yourself in the penis and then say 'ooh, my nuts'."
(followed by demonstrations and lots of giggling).
(*apparently that IS his real name)
Ollie (upon hearing Kylie whilst listening to a compilation of music that included Pavement, Joy Division, The Carpenters, Pixies, Red Hot Chillies and Fire Island Pines): Oh this is the BEST song for doing Lego to (he then rushed over and starting doing Lego)
Hugo: Hello!
('Dad on his bike at the traffic lights on a sunny day' by Ollie. It has a Quentin Blake quality that I love.)
Will: (after Lolsie lucked out with a piece of chicken that fell off the lunch table) It's raining chicken! Lola's dream scenario. What would your dream rain be?
Me: (without hesitation) red wine!
Max: (looking straight up Ollie's nose with a look of absolute disgust) I can see BOOGERS! Crusty boogers! All up in your nose!
Ollie: oh pleeeaase, can someone make me the foooood?!
Will: gin and tonic!
Ollie: bulldozers!
Max: remote controlled hydraulic excavators!
Max: (when he was sitting with the dogs and didn't know I was listening) Ugh Lola... YOU STINK!
Max: (looking straight up Ollie's nose with a look of absolute disgust) I can see BOOGERS! Crusty boogers! All up in your nose!
Ollie: oh pleeeaase, can someone make me the foooood?!
Ollie: oh look, hugo's walking like a human!
Ollie: oh look mum, hugo's drinking like a little boy!
Max: (while I was cooking dinner for me and Will after the boys had gone to bed) Can we have what you're having?
Me: Sure - tomorrow?
Max: it smells like VOMIT
Me: er
Max: It will taste nice though. It just smells like vomit.
Max: (completely seriously) Mum, do the words 'burp' and 'fart' rhyme?
Me: What's your favourite flavour?
Ollie: All of them. All flavours. In fact all flavours from all countries... but not Greece... I don't like Greece... (thinks for a moment)... What's Greece?
Ollie: "At kindy, Harry Legg* showed us this trick where you punch yourself in the penis and then say 'ooh, my nuts'."
(followed by demonstrations and lots of giggling).
(*apparently that IS his real name)
Ollie (upon hearing Kylie whilst listening to a compilation of music that included Pavement, Joy Division, The Carpenters, Pixies, Red Hot Chillies and Fire Island Pines): Oh this is the BEST song for doing Lego to (he then rushed over and starting doing Lego)
Hugo: Hello!
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