Walking on the street…
Queen E: I hope no one sees us…
Me: <worriedly> Why? I took out a nice change of clothes, you’re dressed quite nicely –
Queen E: But you’re not, Mum-may.
Me: Next time, remind me not to feed or walk you so I have more time to put together a better look.
Queen E: <same expression, without skipping a beat> You look nice, Mum-may.
Handing me a trading card…
Rockstar: Here, Mum. You can keep it.
Queen E: Wait wait lemmeseeitlemmeseeitlemmeseeit – <cheerfully> ok it’s not shiny, you can have it.
(5 mins later Her Highness gives me her own shiny card, also from Rockstar.)
Overheard on the playground…
Queen E: Hey! Don’t throw things at my brother! <stamps foot for emphasis> He’s my brudda!!
Me (to Rockstar): Hear that darling? (Rockstar doesn’t react.) Isn’t that nice –
Queen E: (still yelling) I. Want to throw things at my. Brudda!!
One fine day…
Queen E: Mummy, why do we need the sky?
Me: Erm… Erm… That’s where the clouds are, we need them for rain, we need a place for birds to fly…
Rockstar: <face palms> Without sky there would be no atmosphere. Then all living things would die. Become extinct –
Queen E: <shakes head> No, no, you’re (both) wrong. <authoritatively> You need the sky for rainbows <beams>