Tuesday, 27 April 2010

The thoughts of O, aged 5 and 3/4

I've no broadband so I'm posting via my phone - so challenging, but couldn't let the blog hiatus linger any longer. It's been another long and difficult week in head injury land, but I'm not dwelling on it. Instead, here are a few random thoughts from my boy...

On seeing me cuddling the cat, with a look of pure jealousy flashing in his eyes: "Mummy, she is not a baby kitten. She is a cat and she is old. Stop cuddling her."

To Friend from Way Back after leaving me in A&E with a skull fracture: "It's a good job it happened now though and not when Mummy didn't have any hair. It would have been even worse then."

With anger and inconsolable tears in the cinema, thinking that his new favourite dragon was dead: "It isn't going to be a happy ending. It's horrible and just because it's a kids film doesn't mean it will all be fine."

During a lazy Sunday morning cuddle: "When I am a big boy, I'll still want snuggles with you and Daddy. Grown up boys are allowed to have snuggles aren't they?"

After slurping a huge glass of apple juice down in one: "I felt that giving me power when it went in my tummy! Look how big my arms are now!


  1. Priceless!

    Hope the injury's on the mend.

  2. Solid gold! You can't get this on prescription!

  3. I love his comments. I just reminded my Big boy how he used to love to stroke my legs when I wore tights. He looked at me as if I was a freak.