This post isn't about the plethora of old TV shows that ITV seem to be reviving to save their Saturday Night TV slots (Surprise Surprise, Through the Keyhole, Family Fortunes - its like 1989 all over again!!!!!!)
This post is about secrets and my eldest daughter's inability to keep them and my youngest's way of dealing with interrogation!
TJ's best friend's birthday is on the same day as mine - no problems there, TJ was invited to his friends party, which was in the afternoon and I then planned an evening dinner out for all the family.
However, Papa found out and told me that I would have to let the best friend's mum know that TJ couldn't go as he had planned a 'surprise' day trip... But he wouldn't tell me anymore...
Obviously, TJ was very upset by missing his best friend's party so Papa agreed to let him in on the secret... He was very careful not to let Lea know too much as she simply cannot resist telling everybody everything - this was noticable when we went out anywhere over the summer - I'm not sure that the lady on the ticketing counter at Chessington was really enthralled by her retelling of her entire life history - I think she may actually have been traumatised and was in need of counselling by the time he had finished. She looked visibly shaken as Lea took the ticket, gave her a grin and skipped off.
So, this morning, once Lea was on the bus to school I turned my attention to TJ and grilled him over his toast - I gave him double chocolate on toast - just to ease the vocal wheels.
"What's going on for my birthday?' I asked.
"I can't tell you," TJ replied, "But we are going to your favourite place!"
"Are we?" I was intrigued. "I wonder where that place is?"
"Its somewhere you love going!"
"Is it?" By now I as getting a bit excited.
"Yup."
He then clammed up.
"Would you like more juice?" I asked sweetly pouring him his favourite grape juice.
"Yes please," he replied politely... I sat watching him and smiling...
"Ok, I'll tell you." he said, then added, "but I want chips for dinner."
"Alright," I gave in. My curiosity was too much...
"We're going to..." He paused as if he was hosting a reality TV show...
"We're going to.... Sainsburys!"
He then fell off his chair laughing "Because that's your favourite place!!!!!"
I laughed with him.... but if he thinks he is having chips tonight he has another think coming!
This post is about secrets and my eldest daughter's inability to keep them and my youngest's way of dealing with interrogation!
TJ's best friend's birthday is on the same day as mine - no problems there, TJ was invited to his friends party, which was in the afternoon and I then planned an evening dinner out for all the family.
However, Papa found out and told me that I would have to let the best friend's mum know that TJ couldn't go as he had planned a 'surprise' day trip... But he wouldn't tell me anymore...
Obviously, TJ was very upset by missing his best friend's party so Papa agreed to let him in on the secret... He was very careful not to let Lea know too much as she simply cannot resist telling everybody everything - this was noticable when we went out anywhere over the summer - I'm not sure that the lady on the ticketing counter at Chessington was really enthralled by her retelling of her entire life history - I think she may actually have been traumatised and was in need of counselling by the time he had finished. She looked visibly shaken as Lea took the ticket, gave her a grin and skipped off.
So, this morning, once Lea was on the bus to school I turned my attention to TJ and grilled him over his toast - I gave him double chocolate on toast - just to ease the vocal wheels.
"What's going on for my birthday?' I asked.
"I can't tell you," TJ replied, "But we are going to your favourite place!"
"Are we?" I was intrigued. "I wonder where that place is?"
"Its somewhere you love going!"
"Is it?" By now I as getting a bit excited.
"Yup."
He then clammed up.
"Would you like more juice?" I asked sweetly pouring him his favourite grape juice.
"Yes please," he replied politely... I sat watching him and smiling...
"Ok, I'll tell you." he said, then added, "but I want chips for dinner."
"Alright," I gave in. My curiosity was too much...
"We're going to..." He paused as if he was hosting a reality TV show...
"We're going to.... Sainsburys!"
He then fell off his chair laughing "Because that's your favourite place!!!!!"
I laughed with him.... but if he thinks he is having chips tonight he has another think coming!
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