In a rare moment of vanity, (and idle time) of which i do not have much, i decided to paint my toenails after the children fell asleep on Sunday night. Usually by the time the children are asleep I am ready for bed five minutes later, but i was determined to paint my toenails and feel feminine a bit. So, armed with cotton, nail polish and nail polish remover I took to the task, upon completion however I was so sleepy that i went to bed and left all my nail paraphenilia on the chair.
Of course the next morning little miss just had to get into the bag of cotton and began to empty it's contents on the chair, floor and every where else! When I did catch up with miss 'busy hands' i told her
"If you did not touch this bag your name would not be Gabby...... it would be something else"
I then went on with my busy morning, about twenty minutes later i heard her speaking to her father in the kitchen, she said
"Daddy i have a question for you"
"What's the question Gabby?" her dad replied,
"Mummy said my name is not Gabby"
"What did your mummy say your name was?" he answered now curious,
Her reply was "Something else"
I could not believe my ears, my husband and I both had a great laugh!!
Isnt it amazing how children interpret what you say to them?