Jaded this evening. My 4 year old chose 2am as a special time for sharing her new repertoire of knock knock and other jokes. Whilst it was utterly sweet and charming (yes, even at 2am) it has left me just an eensy weensy bit tired and grumpy today.
Just had a conversation about swimming lessons with my 7 year old. I was trying to persuade her that she only needed to believe in herself a little more. Rather rich coming from me really but anyway the sentiment was heartfelt.
"I was watching you at the end of the lesson and I could see you trying ever so hard and then grabbing for the side. It was as if I could see you thinking that you can't do it even though you can."
"That wasn't what I was thinking about mummy. I was thinking about willies."
"Willies?" (Trying not to hyperventilate now.)
"Yes, it's just that I always see so many of them at swimming."
Heaven help me.