Cakes, hmm yummy, I think...

“Mummy?”
“Yes Littleun”
“Can we make cakes mummy?”
“Ok”
“Got to be pink ones mum, with roses and jam and tom & jerry”
“Ok”

So we start making the mix but...

“No mum, blue, I said blue”
“No you didn’t Littleun, you said pink, and I’ve added the colour now”

Crying, well crocodile crying...

“Ok, hang on if I add enough blue it’ll turn it a purple, is that ok?”
“Yeess...”

15 mins later, we’ve taken them out of the oven and they are cooling nicely. I start to make the icing mix, checking the colour with Littleun, who agrees, blue. He pastes the top of them and the table and his hair and the cat...

“Noddy mum, Noddy”
“Haven’t got Noddy, you said Tom & Jerry”

More crocodile crying before he checks the cupboard, knocking a jar of lentils everywhere in the process...

“Right now you really want roses too or do you want to change your mind?”
“Of course I want roses, mummy I don’t think you’re listening to me, I’m going to count to 3, maybe that will give you time to understand me”...

Don’t you just love contrary kids who can parrot your words straight back to you?!