Boy #2 has an imagined trip to go on at school today. He was asked to think about where he would like to go on holiday, pack a bag, and bring it in to talk about at circle time. So today, he arrived in the sub-zero temperatures with his blue Trunkie (he was
very insistent that he be able to take the Trunkie) packed with a number of small toys (all, of course, forms of transport), a Mr Sloooooowwww Mr Man book, a pair of sunglasses, his swim shorts, a pair of armbands and his towelling cover up.
Clothes will not, it seems, be required.
Oh, and as to where he's going?
The South of France, obviously. ('No clothes, mama. It's very dry in France. Very dry...')
That's my boy...
So clothes are just for rain?
ReplyDeleteVery important to have an ally in the 'where are we going to go on holiday' front. Boy No. 2 will do nicely!
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear that Boy 2 is living up to his smoothie reputation! You really will have to watch him, you know, once he hits the teens......x
ReplyDeleteI want to go there too!
ReplyDeleteSO sweet x
ReplyDeleteWell, to see some of the locals here, you might think so.
ReplyDeletePants - yes, my evil plan is working!
NVG, I know it, oh god do I know it. Heaven help us when he and his brother hit Fulham Beach in 10 years time (quite possibly with your two in tow... Ha - THAT took the smile off your face, I bet)
MWA - wouldn't it be lovely?
KM, when he wants to be!
Nice post,
ReplyDeleteThank you :)