Conversations with my daughter

[ailbhe]

Emer: YICE CAKE.
Ailbhe: [makes exaggerated P lip-pursing face]
Emer: Bees mammy ice caaaaaaake.
Ailbhe: [Grins, takes packets, starts pulling at the plastic near the easy-open (ha ha) red plastic string bit]
Emer: Oh dee-a, bit duck.
Ailbhe: Yes, it is a bit stuck.
Emer: Maybe Daddy?
Ailbhe: Daddy's a bit busy now.
Emer: Oh. Yay-ya?
Ailbhe: Linnea's busy too.
Emer: Oh dee-a. Maybe zhoo?
Ailbhe: Yes, maybe me. [plastic pops undone, packaging unravels, rice cakes cartwheels across the table]
Emer: Dag oo.

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[hitchhiker.livejournal.com]

awww :)