Arthur: I want to go to the puppy! Mummy: What puppy? Where? Arthur: I want to go to the puppy for dinner. Mummy: For dinner?? *very confused face* Arthur: Yes, I want to go to the puppy for dinner on the weekend. Mummy: …Do you mean the pub? Arthur: Yes! Puppy! Mummy: *facepalm*
We are watching peacocks strut around Warwick Castle grounds… Mummy: Arthur, say ‘peacock’. Arthur: Apricot! ~ Slowly climbing down the spiral staircase of a castle tower. It’s a bit dark… Arthur: Frightened! Dinosaurs! *cries* ~ Tori: He’s normally awake when he wakes up. ~ We are at Hoo Farm… Arthur: HORSEY! Mummy: No, Arthur, it’s…… Continue reading Quotes Of The Week
Arthur is using me as a climbing frame… Mummy: Ooof! Arthur, how many feet have you got?! Ow! Arthur: THREE!! *leaps up and down*
Arthur walks in clutching a bowl of mini eggs… Mummy: Ooo! Are they yours or mine? Arthur: *Looks thoughtful* Mummy’s. *holds out bowl* Mummy: Mine? Yummy! *reaches for bowl* Arthur: NO! MINE! *stuffs all the eggs in his mouth at once looking mortified and runs away* * A song was playing in the car, the…… Continue reading Quotes Of The Week
Arthur is playing on the windowsill and the sun comes out from the clouds… Arthur: Oh no! Sun! Sun! Argh! *runs into the shade* *
About three weeks ago, Arthur learned to talk. He has been saying words for ages, but he hasn’t been really talking. Words were singular and merely statements: ‘No’, ‘choo choo’, ‘woof woof’, ‘up’, ‘down’, ‘please’, ‘nose’ – but all of a sudden he twigged that they work better together and it’s like someone cast a…… Continue reading What are these words you speak?
Mummy: What would you like for lunch? Arthur: Peas. Mummy: Would you likes something else to go with your peas? Arthur: Uuuuumm. No. Mummy: Right, so you just want peas? Arthur: *thoughtful face* Errrr, yeah. *
Tori: I’m being very good so can I have a sticker? Mummy: People who ask for stickers don’t get them. Tori: I’m not asking, I was just talking about them. * We are walking into town and Tori spots an Audi parked in a layby… Tori: Look, Mummy! It’s an Olympic car!
I think we need to work on Arthur’s pronunciation a bit after this week’s classics… * Watching CBeebies with Artie. TV: ‘X is for fox at the end of his tail!’ Artie: F*CK! * Arthur is standing in the hall pointing. Artie: Bummer! Bummer! Bummer! Mummy: Pardon? Artie: *pointing madly* Bummer! Mummy: *notices towel hanging…… Continue reading Quotes Of The Week
From the front room I hear: Arthur (shouting): Help! Help! Down! Help! Tori: Coming Arthur! *pause* I’m sorry, I can’t help you. Arthur (disappointed tone): Okay *heavy sigh* I then walk into the room to find Arthur stuck in a box with his knees round his ears and a look of resigned acceptance on his…… Continue reading Quotes of the Week
