From the Mouths of Babes

My sweet seven year old daughter and her four year old brother do not always see eye to eye. (Tooth to tooth, yes, but eye to eye, not a lot.) Last night wanting to get him into trouble my daughter pulled me aside and pointed at a red mark on the top of her foot.

‘Look what he did to me with his elbow!’ she said, playing the innocent victim to perfection.

‘With his elbow?’, said I, ‘How did he manage that?’

‘Don’t know,’ said Miss Behaviour sullenly, ‘…but it happened when I kicked him’