Emily and Phoebe

Tuesday, July 08, 2008


We are sitting watching a free concert (organised by one of the local municipalities) with music from southern Italy.

The chairs are not very comfortable, though, so half way through, Phoebe hops down off hers and comes and sits on my lap.

After a little while I see that the music seems to be sending her to sleep. She puts her head on my shoulder and strokes my chest. What an affectionate little thing she is.

"Are you alright, love? Would you like to go now?"

"No, I'm OK." She lifts her head and looks at me. "You have lovely squeezy boobies, Daddy."

Ahem. Clearly her vocabulary needs to be expanded to include the words "rock-hard pectorals"


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