Nearly-three-year-old, ten month old and I are walking on a reasonably busy road, with ten-month-old in the pram.
Nearly-three-year-old, out of the blue: “We don’t talk about willies, Mummy, it’s not p’lite.”
Me: “Hmmm..yes, and what else isn’t polite to talk about?”
Nearly-three-year-old: “Trumps and burps and botties.”
Me: “That’s right.”
Nearly-three-year-old considers this for a while, whilst humming the Balamory tune.
Nearly-three-year-old: “We can sometimes talk about Daddy’s trumps though, cos we have to tell him he’s smelly.”
I stifle laughter all the way home…