So, we picked the dog up and my Father in Law walked to the car to say hello to Cara. They had a little chat and when he shut the door, Cara said to me "Why didn't Grandad smell my toes?" "Erm...I don't know Pickle."
Monday, 30 March 2009
Toes
We were in the car on the way from my parent's house where I had just collected Cara to my parent in laws, where we were going to pick the dog up from. Cara discarded her socks and I was teasing her by saying her feet smelt. "Do you want to smell them?" she asked. "Erm...no thanks Pickle."
So, we picked the dog up and my Father in Law walked to the car to say hello to Cara. They had a little chat and when he shut the door, Cara said to me "Why didn't Grandad smell my toes?" "Erm...I don't know Pickle."
So, we picked the dog up and my Father in Law walked to the car to say hello to Cara. They had a little chat and when he shut the door, Cara said to me "Why didn't Grandad smell my toes?" "Erm...I don't know Pickle."
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