Being outwitted.

It's not often that I get outwitted. Sometimes by my sisters, but that's normally when I'm tired and not on the ball (read: always). Lil's Dad never outwits me but sometimes he comes out with some pretty good lines. My Mum is just daft and we tend to take the piss out of her a lot of the time and my Dad gets ruined by us all. So really, I'm pretty sure I get my wit from my Nan. She is quick and can be quite acid tongued at times.

Lil definitely inherited her wit from me. She is quick and rather comical for a 2.5 year old. More so than any other 2.5 year old I've ever met. And I'm not bragging, that's just a straight up fact.

I thought I'd share with you a few of her most recent witticisms just for LOLZ and because I'm going out of my tiny mind with this bastard cold. It's defeated me well and truly (there I go again). And because it's Thanksgiving. I know I'm not American but I'm thankful that my daughter is so bloody funny...

Tim: How do you rate today Lil?
Lil: *sighs* 2 and a half.

T: If you don't want to talk to me, I'll go and do my jobs.
L: Congratulations.

*Lil says something I don't hear*
Me: Pardon Lilian, what did you say?
Lil: I said caaaaaaaaan IIIIIIIIIIII haaaaaaaaaave aaaaaaa driiiiiink pleeeaaase. Understand?

Me: What shall we do today?
Lil: How about nothing. You're boring.

*Dog looks at her*

L: Can I borrow your phone please Mummy?
Me: Why?
L: Because it's my turn you have to share.

Who said the teenage years start at 13?

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