Thursday, September 6, 2012

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

stuff Elsa says

{on our way to nursery} 

'look, mummy, a poo poo!'

'yes Elsa, I think it's maybe a doggy poo'

'or a gorilla poo'

{out and about, cat jumping off a wall} 

'mummy, what was that?'

'I think it was a cat Elsa'

'or maybe a meerkat'

{in the car, Elsa not responding to papa's question}

'I think Elsa has lost her tongue and can't talk anymore'

(Elsa with broad smile on her face) 'no, I was just dreaming of little sausages'

{watching Olympic gymnastics on tv}

'I can't do that!'