Things my 4 year old godsons asked me today:
1. Why can’t my poo be the colour blue? *then cries about it*
2. Are you a Mum? Me:No, Them:So what exactly are you then?
3. How did you grow so tall?
Me to every single one:
Shall I tell you what is up there as one of the most disappointing parts of spending Christmas at home is my Mum will rashen the amount of roast potatoes I have