Me, coming in to the sitting room: Oh, curtains closed again.
Olivia, getting up to open them: I know, I was going to open them when you came in because I know you don't like it.
Me: It's unwholesome, Olivia, Unwholesome.
Olivia: It wouldn't be if we lived in Hell.
Olivia, getting up to open them: I know, I was going to open them when you came in because I know you don't like it.
Me: It's unwholesome, Olivia, Unwholesome.
Olivia: It wouldn't be if we lived in Hell.
2 comments:
Aww, she's brilliant!
:)
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