We are in the marquee at First Things First and Arthur is trying to leap from one cushion to the other on the floor. There is a group of us watching, including Peter who is about 5 and sat on a folding camp stool. Arthur misses a cushion…
Peter: Haha! Epic fail! *promptly falls off stool backwards*
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Caius: What’s the magic word?
Arthur: Please!
Caius: No – Abracadabra!
Arthur: Ab-ra…WAYBULOO!
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We are in the marquee again. Tori has been sat on the potty in the corner. She stands up and shouts loudly with her pants round her ankles…
Tori: Will you play with me now I’ve had a poo?
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