A long-standing friend of mine with a three-year-old daughter has moved back to New Zealand after four years away. This was my first time meeting her little girl and upon their leaving I said to her, “It was so lovely to meet you, finally,” to which Miss Three replied, “My name’s not Finally – it’s Eilish!”

Sherene, by email

Kitten crazy

My seven-year-old granddaughter has a rabbit, five hens, two cats and two dogs, but is always on the look-out for more. When her friend’s cat had kittens, Miss Seven tried to convince her father that they should come home with her. After much pleading, Dad still refused. “But Dad,” Miss Seven said, with fingers crossed behind her back, “it’s buy one, get one free!”

Nana, Masterton

Pooped Poppa

Poppa had been out fishing all day when Master Three climbed on to his lap. “How ya doing, Poppa?” he asked. Poppa admitted, “I’m pooped.” Master Three scrambled off that knee as fast as he could and gave Poppa a dirty look. But it faded to a grin as the youngster realised the joke was on him. “No you haven’t!” he said. Poppa nearly wet himself laughing.

J Land, by email

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