The thing is always getting me in trouble.
If its not Ma huffing with me about roughIng her up its Dad screaming about racing round the room after her. Disrupts his oxygen.
She puts on this ”butter wouldn’t melt in my mouth” look.
But she got sussed today.
A big lump of innards from a toy she has been eating was stuck to her lips!
I had a great big smirk on my face when Ma told her off and chased her back to the snoring bro!