My six year old and my almost-four year old are lying, one in the top bunk one int he bottom, sending messages to each other on two Nintendo DSs.
The eldest drew a head and sent it to his brother, who added a body and sent it back….
Remember when we used to do that with, er, paper?
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I just heard this shout,
“Mum, can you come and read the messages I’m sending to G? He can’t read it when I send him long sentence. I don’t think he knows about the silent ‘e’!”
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I've been telling stories forever. Luckily I grew up and people stopped calling them 'lies'.
I started earning money for my writing in newspapers and magazines, then business writing. I'm rediscovering the creative side these days.
This is where I share what I'm learning about writing...
...And other stuff about my life as a human, a mother, an ex-pat, a cook, a gardener, a knitter, and all the rest. I don't talk about being a wife much, because my husband's a bit shy.
