Monday, April 16, 2012


She can say spoon and she can say fork. Not well, but she can. What cracks me up is that fork comes out more like "f*ck". So we're eating at a local restaurant, I'm about to grab a fork and knife to get at my chicken cutlet when the Bean says in her not so quiet voice, "mummy F*CK! Gimme prease!". Gotta love this job........ She won't let me take pictures of her because it's her job to not do anything I ask of her so there's the best I can do.

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