H: “Daddy was jealous.”
Me: “I don’t think so. Do you know what jealous means?”
H: “Yes. It means he didn’t like it.”
Me: “No. Jealous means you want something someone else has got. Like if I gave Joe a biscuit but I didn’t give you one, you’d probably be jealous.”
H, squeaky voice: “Oh! That maked me sad!”
Me: “Why?”
H: “Because you gived Joe a biscuit and not me!”
Me: “I didn’t! It was an example! In fact, yesterday I gave you two biscuits, one for Joe, and you ate both!”
H: “But today you didn’t give me a biscuit! Not even a crumb!”
“Not even a crumb!”
Genius. As is your photo-a-day today. You realise your autobiog will have to be called Tapeface, right? With that on the cover?
It’s more of an album cover, surely? Like Woodface, but with, you know, tape…
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