I love (and get slightly insulted) at how honest my kids are.
Sharing a bath with Amelie the other day and she says, "mummy, you've got a wobbly belly like a trampoline, boing boing boing" as she starts jumping on it with her two fingers"
Oh and kissing her goodnight she said, "you've got stinky breath".
Then she tells daddy too
Sharing a bath with Amelie the other day and she says, "mummy, you've got a wobbly belly like a trampoline, boing boing boing" as she starts jumping on it with her two fingers"
Oh and kissing her goodnight she said, "you've got stinky breath".
Then she tells daddy too