Wednesday, 12 January 2011

love and fear

I am sat here watching my 22 month old daughter talking to the fire.

'hello, are you alright? want dink (drink)? I go Tescos now, bye bye fire,I give you kiss, see you morning...'

That scary looking silver and grey box on our wall, with sharp corners, ommitting 1000 degree heat (slight exaggeration, I know), is her BEST friend. She shares her food, her sticky fingerprints and she religiously kisses it good morning/night and wishes it a fond farewell every time we leave the house.

The vacuum cleaner, however, is a whole different kettle of fish! She is absolutley terrified of it! Maybe if I used it as much as I do the fire, she would get used to it ;-)

2 comments:

  1. I love this it's soooo cute. You've missed your calling, you should be a writer! You write beautifully.
    Holly reminds me so much of Frankie. Accept Frankie loves the hoover. I will have to have a go at blogging. I'm not as clever as you on the tinternet though, no idea what i'm doing xxxx

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  2. Oh you should definately do it! I always kept a diary for as long as I can remember and love writing. I love reading peoples blogs, cos for the most part, it's like reading someones diary =) xxx

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