Categories: family
Date: 19 February 2010 13:11:11
Mr Standard went to pick the kids up from day nursery yesterday. It’s usually him that does drop-off and pick-up nowadays. On his walk there he bumped into a member of the staff. They’re friendly women, and always say hello on the street.
Staff: Hiya, hey Daugther has been telling everyone that there’s a baby in her mummy’s tummy.
Mr Standard: (Smiles) No, that’d be news to me.
Mr Standard arrives at nursery and door is opened by another member of staff…
Staff no2: Your daughter’s been telling everyone that there’s a baby in her mummy’s tummy!
A third member of staff appears:
Staff no.3: Hey, guess what Daughter’s been telling everyone?
Mr Standard: Yeah, I’ve been told. It’s so not true.
It may be true that in the 4+ years Elder son has been attending that nursery I have spent a large portion of it pregnant. But when Younger Son started there a year ago I willingly told the staff that this was the last I’d be having. Three is the magic number. My family is complete. But it seems Daughter disagrees and unless she stops telling tales I’m going to have to take some drastic measures...
I'll have to put on my most figure-hugging clothes to collect her from nursery so that the staff can all see that, other than a bit of a flabby mummy tummy, there’s nothing to show!