Munki set off for school this morning, her usual chirpy self. On the way she happened to see a dead mouse lying in the road. Poor Munki was beside herself. She has obviously stayed upset all day because as soon as she come home she made a cross with ‘Mousy’ written on it so it could have a decent send off. I was also instructed to engrave a piece of sea glass with Mousy’s name as a lasting tribute.
She can be so sweet sometimes…sometimes.
On the phone to ‘Nana’ earlier Nana asked her if she was playing a game. “A what, Nana?” “A Game.” “It’s not a *insert strong northern accent here* gaaaaaaaaaame, Nana, it’s a game.” I think it’s fair to say that Munki is now officially a southerner with the accent to prove it.