On Sunday we made a family visit to the gym/club. I took Foxy swimming, and then Nearest & Dearest fed him his lunch and played with him while I exerted myself. Enough said about that.
When I was done, I found them in the children's play area, surrounded by 3 little girls. I grabbed the Fox to put him in his pushchair. The following conversation ensued:
Girl: Is he yours or hers?
N & D: He's both of ours. He has two mummies.
Girl giggles, then looks serious: He must be really well looked after.
N & D: Yes, I suppose he is.
Girl: Wow, he's so lucky, two mummies!
I hope her Dad didn't overhear ;-).
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I LOVE this story.
xx essi
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