This day last year.
Still relevant! 🙂
Another typical car journey from school…
Herself: “Mammy, did you fart?”
Me: “No I did NOT!”
Herself: “Well it smells like fart.”
Me: “Well it wasn’t me. Anyway, you know Mammy only farts glitter.”
Her: “Oh, are you like a unicorn?”🦄🦄🦄
Me: “A unicorn?”
Her: “Yeah a UNICORN. You know how they fart glitter too Mammy? So you’re like a unicorn.”
Me: ” Yes. Mammy IS like a unicorn.”🦄
Mammy is quite liking the idea of being compared to a FABLIS, majestic, mysterious and beautifully elusive mythical being.
Mammy drifts off on a tangent of thought in which my first book is entitled “MOTHERHOOD: TALES OF GLITTER FARTING UNICORNS”… and on the cover, I am styled in a multicoloured unicornesque dress, clattered in glitter and looking all unicorny and wistful and magical.
Her: “So if you’re like a unicorn, does you burp rainbows too?”
(I’m enjoying this now.)
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