I overheard Sam talking to her dad this evening. He asked if everything was OK.
Sam; I’m feeling a bit sad.
Dad; why?
Sam; I want to be a mermaid when I grow up but I don’t have a tail and I don’t know how to get one.
Dad; why don’t you ask mummy.
Great. Maybe I can order one from the same online store that sells patience and ideas by the litre.
Triple Trouble Tribe 