I’m currently at the other end of the state to where I usually am, visiting my sister and newest niece.
My own children would have liked to come with me, especially the youngest. He adores babies; we (he) often stop prams simply by standing in front of them to talk to ANYBODY’S baby. So to have one of our own is a big deal…and she’s gorgeous!
Tuesday morning on the way to school and daycare, I reminded him that I was going on the plane that evening.
“Can I come, please?”
“Not this time, I’m sorry. It’s pretty expensive to go on the plane and we don’t have that much money. Everyone would have liked to come.”
🤔 “Do you have money for YOU to go on the plane?”
“Well, my ticket has been paid and so jowett I have no money. Luckily though, when I get there, Grandma and Aunty will feed me.”
🤔🤔😕 “Do you mean like Aunty feeds the baby?”
“No. Maybe a sandwich.”
“I didn’t think it was right but I had to see if it was like that.”