Friday, April 24, 2009

Eat your blockley

Happy Saturday, folks! What I’ve got for you today is just a funny story.

I was feeding Seconda lunch yesterday and urging her to eat her broccoli. OK, nagging is more like it. She wasn’t having any of it, my pestering or the greens. So I gave up and read her a book.

When the book was over, Sec observed, “I no like blockley.”

“What’s blockley?” I asked, genuinely puzzled. I guess I have short-term memory loss.

She giggled exactly like I do when she’s said something super-cute. With delight and pity, she said, “Oh Mommy, you don’t know how to say it!”

And she threw a spear of broccoli at my head.