Archive for March, 2010

Damn you, Disney

As Zach lay in bed the other night, he put his serious face on and said “Mummy.” He continued: “when I grow up… when I get bigger… am I going to be a mermaid?” He is NEVER allowed to see Pixar movies.

Quite the imagination

Zach just droopily slouched his way over to me and collapsed on the couch. “My bones don’t hold me up any more,” he sighed.

Concerning spades

Zach drew a picture after dinner. “This is someone old. This is an old person,” he said. “This is an old person.” “Oh,” said Sarah, “that’s a nice picture.” “This person lives in nippier,” Zach said. “Oh. Napier? Wow.” He continued: “Yes. And we know this person.” “Oh,” said Sarah, realising who he was talking […]