It has occurred to me that outside the input from others this blog is officially, not funny any more. So I decided the best way to fix that was to abandon my postings about McMini on facebook and put them here, where everyone can see them. So, here they are.
First up, McMini on… hmm, yes, well, I suppose this is a kind of recycling.
He sits in bed examining the soles of his feet and carefully peeling off a bit of loose skin (have you got the boke yet? I have). He holds it up.
“Look Mummy, I am eating this meat. It is delicious,” he says, puts it into his mouth, chews and swallows.
This morning, things have changed.
“Mummy, I picked a bit of skin off my feet just now but I didn’t eat it because it stinked, so I threw it away somewhere. I don’t know where it is.”
“Great, I’ll look forward to finding that later,” says Mummy.
McMini on hunger; recently, he has been developing hollow legs.
“I’m so hungry I could bravely eat a dinosaur’s tongue! And the horns of a dinosaur.”
“If you will excuse me Mummy, I am feeling a little tired now so I think I will have a sleep.”
Mummy gets three quarters of the way down stairs.
“Hey Mummy! Come and look what I’ve found!”
“You know the little hole on a whale’s head? Well you know the water that comes out of that? Well, it’s old air. I am going to try and blow the old air out of my nose. When the water goes into my mouth it is cold but when it comes out it is warm.”
Science fact number 63. Old breath has water in it.