You are saying the funniest things

I know this is a familiar post to be blogging but you are continuing to say funnier and funnier things at the minute. It isn't going to sound particularly good by the time you come to actually read this blog, but now, whilst you are still way off two and a half, the things you say border on magical.

Such as:

(After finding your chocolate eggs this morning in the garden)
"It's a busy garden, isn't it?"

(When getting ready for bed this evening)
"I'm not going to bed, am I, mummy? I can sleep in your bed with you. You sleep there, daddy, and mummy, you sleep there."

There must have been ten different instances of you saying really funny things today but for the life of us, we can't remember them. That's called old age, Noah. That's called senile dementia.

By the time you read this, we are probably crippled by it.

Coming soon: easter videos.