Thursday, March 18, 2010

The joy of children

The eight-year-old’s first words to me today at about 7 a.m. when she woke up as I was raising the blinds in her bedroom:
Could you go away please? I want some time on my own.

2 comments:

Robert Smith (no, not that one)er one) said...

Your daughter's name wouldn't be Greta Garbo, by any chance?

Stephen Stratford said...

No, but there does seem to be a Swedish element there.

Which maybe explains why she loves Abba.