Biscuits

[2yo is carrying a parcel to the post]

Me: Would you like me to pick you up?

[2yo nods. I pick her up]

Me: So I carry you, and you carry the parcel.

2yo: What in the parcel, Grandpa?

Me: Biscuits.

2yo: I have some?

Me: No, afraid not. We’re sending them in the post.

2yo: In the post?

Me: Yes to London. Errr. We have to send them to some people called Biscuiteers.

2yo: Not like me.

Me: What do you mean, love?

2yo: I got normal children ears.

 

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