Mum, I want to learn about Ancient Egypt, but you just want to do boring things, like make my breakfast.
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Australia
We were sitting at the table talking about my grandma, and you asked if you could visit her. I said no, because my grandma lives in Australia.
You said, “My grandma lives in Australia too!”
The conversation turned to Australian snack foods, and I said to Daddy, “It’s a good thing we don’t live in Australia, or I would be really, really fat.”
You looked up from your plate and said, “I want to go to Australia, and then I can visit with my grandma, and your grandma, and I can be really, really fat like people in Australia.”
This evening you called out to your daddy to come and look. He came in from the kitchen to find you standing on your head on the rocking chair. You said, “This is your present, Daddy.”