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Picture the scene. It’s a beautifully hot evening. Myself, Frog and the (self-proclaimed) Northern Love Machine are enjoying an al fresco supper of homemade spaghetti bolognaise.

Frog discards her spoon and rams her tiny fingers into the middle of her plate.

After much rummaging, she proudly brings forth a piece of pepper.

And the conversation goes thus:

Frog: Wassat?

Me: Pepper. It’s very yummy.

Frog: Huh?

Me: It’s called pepper. It’s a piece of pepper.

Frog: Wassat?

Me: I told you – it’s food. You eat it. It’s called pepper.

Frog: Ah…. PIGGY!

That’s it. I’m banning Peppa Pig from now on.



I’m linking this post up to The Things Kids Say at Thinly Spread.