Tuesday 20 March 2012

Bad Taste!

I knew it would come one day, the realisation that our ideals were different, that we saw the world through different eyes. I didn't expect it to be so soon; Grace is after all only 19 months old. I thought it would be a good few years yet before I disaproved of her taste in men.

Casually flicking through the fashion pages of a magazine at the check-out, I glance between loading groceries onto the belt to see her eyeing up Arg of TOWIE fame. I double take, the sinking feeling I have been deluding myself - I don't know my daughter half as much as I thought I did. Arg, of all the men to chose from.

Argh, more like.

Now if she was dribbling over Mark, that would be another story. Pass the kleenex.

4 comments:

  1. Oh dear oh dear oh dear. I think this calls for an intervention! Immediately! x

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    1. Sorted Chloe. She is back onto George at nursery. Short, dark and handsome.

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  2. aww this made me giggle bless her! x

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    1. Nooooooooooooooo! It's wrong wrong wrong. He's too old for starters.

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