The one that got away
Miss Three enjoyed her visit to the rest home where I work and was quite a hit with the residents. On our way home, we were walking into town when we passed a bus shelter where an elderly gentleman sat with his walker. Granddaughter grabbed my arm and gasped, “Quick, Nana, look – one of your peoples is getting away!”
Brooke’s Nana, Wanganui
Countdown
My three-year-old son, who is quite clever at counting, was sitting on the sofa with his grandparents when they asked him, “How many fingers have you got?” His reply was priceless: “All of them!”
Ann, by email
Sweet nothings
Master 10 told me, “Mum, sometimes when I eat lollies, I get a sweet tooth.” I’m not sure he got it exactly right, but I know just what he means.
Liam’s Mum, Auckland
Just say no
My 12-year-old son had a bad head cold so I asked him if he’d like a couple of paracetamol tablets. “No!” he replied vehemently, “Certainly not. At school we learned we must always say no to drugs.”
Louise, Auckland
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