The Hatchling was just over a year old when I first caught her shoplifting. She was in the pram, we'd done a circuit of a shop, nothing much had really caught my eye, so we'd moved on down the road to another store. En route I looked down and saw that she had a bright green toy bird in her hand that I had never seen before. She looked very pleased with herself too. She must have just reached out and grabbed it without me noticing. Very light-fingered.
I took it back to the shop and asked if they sold birds like this. They did. I explained that my daughter had stolen it. They complimented me on my honesty.
I've spent the three days since trying to get her more interested in Omega watches and black truffles. No progress so far.
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4 comments:
Its the convict stain.
Out damn spot!
Two comments? Oh joy!
But just 7 words in total? Dashed hopes! The word verification algorithm gives me more to read than that!
Brevity is the soul of wit, but surely there's a point of diminishing returns on that maxim?
You'd be happier with the comments to post titled "Worth it" I hope.
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