Tuesday, 27 July 2010
Waiting for good-oh
"What are all these boxes doing in the house?" we asked Rachel.
"We're moving." she said. "We're going to have a lovely new house, and everything will come with us in those boxes."
"Can we bring the mice?" Lottie asked.
Not the real ones, apparently. Just toys.
And then Rachel said "You shall have a garden, Millie, and trees. It's going to be good!"
"Good-oh", I said. She gave me that look. She doesn't like it when I'm sarky. "When are we moving with everything and all those boxes?" Rachel said she didn't know; we would have to wait.
So I waited.
I can't see any movement.
Waiting is boring.
Maybe she was teasing us.