Thursday, June 17, 2010

Conversation with Minty: a flair for the dramatic

Whilst attempting to stop Minty from 'checking on' Turi while he slept I grabbed hold of her ankle...

Minty [commanding]: release my foot!


A threat was issued while I was trying to tidy up some glitter from the table...

Minty: don't wipe my sparkles... it's dangerous


Hypochondria sets in...

Me: Your cough sounds terrible
Minty: It's a dying sound


Channeling Veruca Salt at bedtime...

Minty: I want a million dollars made out of chocolate, and a necklace... and a penguin.


  1. Yiiikes!! Impressive vocab, though.

  2. I want a million dollors too... but made out of dollars!