Little B: “Mummy when I grow up I’m going to be a choc chip – with no eyes, but I’ll have legs and a mouth”
Mrs B: “That sounds like a really great plan, honey”
Little B: “and mummy you’ll be a choc chip with teeth but no legs”
Now I know that’s how I like to think of myself - a razor toothed legless chochip J
I swear you couldn’t make it up, if you tried!!
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