When we arrived last week, we were immediately able to borrow the car of my best friend, who was serendipitously leaving for a quick hop to Toronto just as we were coming in. Because she is amazingly thoughtful and a gift-giver extraordinaire, there was a little magazine and free gift for each of the kids waiting for them in the back seat. Dash's present was a nerf gun with three bullets, which he adores, and sings odes to, and spontaneously wrote her a Valentine/thank-you card for as soon as we got to the house. Mabel's was a Peppa Pig pretend iPhone. She was ecstatic.
"I'm so glad I have a gun, now I can be like a spy," announced Dash as we negotiated our way through Dublin tolls at dawn on zero-to-two hours' sleep.
"I'm so glad I have an iPhone, now I can be like a normal person," said his sister.
(Please note that neither of her parents have iPhones. We are clearly abnormal.)
A minute later she said, puzzled, "My iPhone doesn't seem to work properly."
Good for Dash! Helen still has two thank yous to write from Christmas :-(
ReplyDeleteWell, of course you're not normal people. You're her parents. You can't be normal until she's at least 30.
ReplyDeleteI hope you told Mabel "Get in line." Now she just has to learn the phrase "dropped call." ;)
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