Oh the cute, how it burns
Here in the UK it is the last day of school before the 6 week summer holiday. Middle son has just finished his first year of primary school, and they're allowed to take a toy to school today.
Last night I asked what he wanted to take with him. Yup, you guessed it, the ubiquitous sonic screwdriver.
"So you're going to play at being the Doctor with your friends?" I asked.
"Oh no mum, we're not playing. There's monsters digging tunnels under the school and we have to stop them," he replied, deadly serious. "Lila's going to help me. She's got red hair so she's going to be in charge like Donna."
Nice to see a youngster understanding the fundamental order of things, isn't it. *giggle*
Last night I asked what he wanted to take with him. Yup, you guessed it, the ubiquitous sonic screwdriver.
"So you're going to play at being the Doctor with your friends?" I asked.
"Oh no mum, we're not playing. There's monsters digging tunnels under the school and we have to stop them," he replied, deadly serious. "Lila's going to help me. She's got red hair so she's going to be in charge like Donna."
Nice to see a youngster understanding the fundamental order of things, isn't it. *giggle*