A conversation between Una and Mark yesterday afternoon…
{Una has brought into the house the long rod that used to hold the bicycle flag. Once upon a time it lived on her bicycle but was gently removed ripped out by a little person who shall not be named. She is swinging it violently around our living room}
Mark: “Una, please take that stick outside” X 46372347
Una: {all kinds of whoosh and swish sounds}
Mark: “Una take the stick outside and leave it there!”
Una (a.k.a The Master of Finding Excuses): “Daddy if I do that Nestor will find the stick and poke his eye out!”
Mark {not quite listening to what she is saying and registering it as yet another excuse}: “UNA, take that stick outside or you are going to go to the corner!”
Una: “Well, Daddy, which would be worse?”
In other news, we are *almost* de-jet lagged. 3am wakings and 4am breakfasts are hopefully behind us. The photo below is taken during the process…