10th May, 2011 in ...heard in the playroom... | Comments (0)
Karol (after having missed brushing his teeth the previous night): “They are still there! My teeth didn’t fall out!”
in ...heard in the playroom... | Comments (0)
Mama: “Margaret, no thumb.”
Margaret: “I only suck my thumb if there is dust on it.”
23rd April, 2011 in ...heard in the playroom... | Comments (0)
Karol (after getting attacked by the vacuum cleaner): “My parts might get sucked in.”
Papa: “No, all of your parts are too well attached to get sucked in.”
Karol: “It might suck my eye out.”
22nd April, 2011 in ...heard in the playroom... | Comments (0)
Margaret: “Come on, Pants!”
13th April, 2011 in ...heard in the playroom... | Comments (0)
Karol: Scans Papa with his ‘medical tricorder’. “It’s not great.”
11th April, 2011 in ...heard in the playroom... | Comments (0)

Caecilia: “Funny noonoos!”
2nd April, 2011 in ...heard in the playroom... | Comments (0)
Karol: “I’m sending money to the poor man in jail.”
Margaret: “I’m sending dinosaurs to the pretty girl who’s a crab with a dress on and pinchers and eyeballs like these.”
1st April, 2011 in ...heard in the playroom... | Comments (0)
Karol: “Papa, when we’re done, can I celebrate Mass then do my model?”
in ...heard in the playroom... | Comments (0)
Karol: “Papa, I really need to smoke.”