Mummy and Daddy say the same words in different ways. Apparently this is called a 'dialect' which is something to do with being born in different parts of the country. So I have figured out that Daddy likes me to say graaaaarrrrs, and Mummy prefers a shorter grAss. Whatever. Its something they get all fussy and bickery about. So, when they tried to get me to answer if I wanted my bedtime water in a glaaaaarrrrrs or a glAss I didn't rise to it ... 'a yellow cup please' stopped their silly sausaging.
I've also found when MammaLou asks me what I'm doing (and I know it's something she probably would put a stop to) then if I say what I am doing really quickly then top it all off with an 'OK ... good, OK then' .. she is too busy laughing to stop me ...
Have also taken to grabbing the camera and taking shots of the world from my perspective ... here's one I took earlier of the big folks.
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