Fourth born was happily dunking her digestive biscuits in her mug of tea – she’s obviously my daughter! 😜
I heard her cry out in dismay and then heard her crying into her tea. I ran up the stairs “What’s the matter sweetheart!” I ask her cuddling her little shaking form ❤️
“My biscuit!” she cried!
I looked to see a soggy digestive floating dismally to the bottom of her tea.
“Don’t be daft Lana” I said trying not to laugh “It’s a biscuit, go and get another one”
She looked at me, gave a little sniff and replied sadly “It reminds me of Jack from Titanic ………………….. ”
I really did laugh then! 😄😄😄