Tuesday, June 23, 2015


One of the few takeaway foods Em will eat is hot chips (luckily, as they are available most places!) and as we had a bit of a detour on the way home this evening, to drop someone at the netball courts (long story), I got her some while we were there. I'm a bit of a sucker for hot chips myself, and the smell of them in the back was too much for me.

Me: Em, can I have a chip please?
Em: Sure mummy, you can.

I put my hand out behind me and she placed one on my palm.

Em: I got a bit of sauce on your hand.
Me: Oh, that's ok.
Em: I wasn't actually saying sorry. I was laughing because it was funny!

At least she's honest I guess!

Your presence is her present. Kind of.

Ember has been planning her birthday for about four weeks so far, and it's not till August. I think she's a bit excited... Anyway, today in the car we were talking about it for the umpteenth time.

Em: Do you know why I'm so excited about my birthday?
Me: Why?
Em: Because I know my friends are going to get me such good presents!
Me: You know birthdays aren't all about the presents though, right?
Em: Yes, I know.
Me: The best bit is getting to hang out with your friends and have a good time.
Em: Yep, being with your friends is the best and then presents second.
Me: If none of your friends could get you a birthday present, would you still want them to come to your party?
Em: Yes, of course!
Me: Good.
Em: (pause) But don't tell them that...