... on Twitter yesterday we had this little moment of genius from Beth, of all people. She is clearly very determined to follow in her big brother's footsteps...
Beth and I were upstairs, in a frantic pre-guest-arriving clean up. (Basically the only way I clean my house, these days.) She was clearly rather attracted to the upright Dyson and sidled up to it furtively.
'Mummy, I use that?'
'No. No sweetheart, you can't. You're too little.'
She wandered off in silent contemplation.
Less than five minutes later, I realised my need for my other top from downstairs.
'Beth? Could you go downstairs and get my pink top for me please?'
She looked at me with utter disdain.
'No. I too little.'
So, that backfired then...