the reader

 I was so proud when my eldest daughter learnt to read.

I love to read – and so far it seems that she’s got the bug.

Hopefully her choice of reading material is a little more challenging than mine

I’m more of a crappy magazine, brainless murder mystery book kinda gal.

Maybe she’ll choose the educational get ya into a good college route.

Finger’s crossed

I remember when she was younger and would grab one of my cds and point to my picture and squeal,

“MAMA!”

Then she would ask what the writing on the back was, and I’d answer, 

“Just the names of the songs”

Today she came out of my office with my latest album in her hand and asked,

“Mummy, can you teach me the Camel Toe song?

Glad she’s reading? 

Maybe not so much…