So I don’t forget…

When Harry and Joe get back from their grandparents’ house, they’re always pleased to see us, but a couple of days ago, for the first time, Joe climbed up on the sofa next to me, put his arm around my neck and said, “Mish you, Mama.”

Meep.

While I’m here, I’ll also record the fact that he calls the washing machine the “wash-shish-shish-shish-sh-sheen.”

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2 thoughts on “So I don’t forget…

  1. My Joe used to look out of the window and squeal excitedly, ‘Bus-din Wally day’ every week when the dustbin lorry turned up…

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