Friday, 12 September 2008

My son, the subtle one.

Torby loves going to the butchers so he can get some stamps on his hands (a red bumblebee and blue happy face).

We had discussed that we needed some lamb kebabs for dinner. We had also discussed that they migth not have any stamps and we would see.

So we arrive at the counter, I pop him up so he can see them and out comes 'six lamb babs and stamps please'.

The nice man laughed, a lot, and gave him his stamps and a kiss.

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