Hannah came wandering into the room the other day. Maybe I’m only saying this with benefit of hindsight, but I’m sure I was aware of Lauren hovering just outside the door.
“Daddy,” said Hannah, “what would you rather have had: girls or boys?”
Well there’s only one way you can answer a question like that, and Hannah knew it.
“Ooh, boys,” I said, dreamily. “It’d be great! Just think, we could watch Star Wars every day, we could…”
“You’re fired!” said Hannah, spun round and strutted out of the room, where she and Lauren proceeded to fall about chuckling.
